
Monolithic Torment - Chances Are I Hate You [Self release - 2022]Chances Are I Hate You features two lengthy trips into densely entangling and searingly constricting walled noise from US project Monolithic Torment. It's a self-released digital affair, and in total, we get two and a half hours’ worth of unforgiving wall matter. Cover artwork wise we get a stark and monochrome affair- this features what looks like a picture of a bashed and battered face, with just one eye showing- with simply texts below and above. All very much fitting the sentiments of both the release's title and track titles. The release can be found here to download.
First up we have “Eat A Bowl Of Dog Shit”- this comes in at just over the hour mark. It’s built around a slightly muffled and muddy blend of juddering mid-range spins, tightly choppy static jitters, and a few buffeting ‘n’ billowing subtones. The whole flow of the ‘wall’ is very loose and crude- with the tracks title really conjuring up in ones mind someone spluttering and almost drowning on a steady flow of dog diarrhoea. Though it all sounds very sloppy & moist, there is a feeling of tense constriction deep in the ‘walls’ intent- which nicely brings a subtle, yet persistent feeling of raging anger to the track.
The other track here is “Die in Fire”- and this runs for just over an hour and a half. Once again there is a crude feel to proceedings, but it’s executed in a much coarser and manically nasty manner. The track is built around a rapidly worming low-end grain- this is topped with a mixture of constantly hacking ‘n’ spluttering thinner grained static. Together these elements create a very tight and pressing ‘wall’, which is both airless and ear cannel scorching- which I link into the tracks title.
Chances Are I Hate You presents the listener with two crude and constructing examples of the harsh noise wall form. The first track is loose and baying, while the second is spiteful and nastily unrelenting. All making for a release perfectly primmed for when you feel angered & alienated by the world around you.      Roger Batty
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