Sissy Spacek — Devils Cone and Palm

For the first half a minute of Devils cone and palm you feel like you could have dropped into the wrong record, as you greeted by strange spidery and wrong  sounding funky guitar work. But this illusion doesn’t last for long ,as you first one side of your head is slammed against  a wall of blazing noise and then the sound jump cuts and the other side of your head in throw against the wall. Welcome to the new sissy spacek torture work, were guitar music and structure are ripped apart and thrown back at you in an assault on all the sensors.

Only lasting just over 20 minutes Wiese and his friends seem to cram in so many ideas and textures here. Also using silence and volume of sound to interesting effect and surprise like much of Wiese recent work. He’s working more and more towards  what sound does to us on a base, nervous system level. This isn’t wiese most extreme work in the sense of overloading of textures, things are left to breath for a bit, guitars form patterns, before been static machine gunned out of the way. Boiling simmering pressers down on your temples, dead body drift in a swimming pool ambience hovers for a few seconds, before your assaulted by garbled vocals- mushed and pounded into noise.

Really what wiese is doing for this and his growing body of work is his make  own sound universe- that murmurs of our own. Then he shrinks it  down and put on a disk- each new product investigating a new planet or star system, with Sissy Spacek he investigates the possibility of guitar music crush to dragged to  it’s form lowest. Purely body  juddering audio art at its peak.