The albums title roughly translate to “the saturated man”, and it’s an extremely apt title as both sides of Walled noise here nicely overload and suffocates ones spirit and mind. The black vinyl comes in a black card sleeve that features  silkscreened and stuck on pictures... on the front we have a stark picture black & white picture of several bent and battered electric pylons, and on the back we have a female shalled figure  struggling it’s way against a battering wind and sparse barren landscape. So all very fitting, stark and bleak stuff.

Side ones 14.43 track is entitled ‘Sclérose Et Monotonie, Dans L'isolement, Impassible Meurtrier De Soi’. This tracks ‘wall’ is built around an endless descending and feeding into it’s self thick, crusty and caught rumble or judder- for some reason it brings to mind stuck and aged footage of an endless atom bomb drops. The track just seems to continually ripping and drop through you again and again and again with it’s huge destructive and unrelenting brutal and crusty force.

Side twos track is the shortest of the two tracks here at 13.12, this track is entitled ‘Dans La Récusation Du Monde Social, Le Chemin Vers Le Renoncement À Toute Interpénétration’. This sides ‘wall’ is a bit more defined in it's down and dirty crusty judder bound wall of noise- it sounds like a slowed down, muffled and battered recording of a train coming into station. Vomir once again managers to suck you deep into the tracks crusty and brutally churning wall of sound. For a few moments along the tracks lenght I’m sure a judder expands or a blown out jittering comes into sonic view, but it's all  just a trick of the wall as once more (and as always) with Vomir this is totally unmoving.

Certainly  ‘L'homme Saturé’ is one of the highlights of Vomir’s huge and seemingly constantly growing discography. With both tracks been battering, brutal, starkly enclosing and strangely additive in there own right.