The Crude — Black Square

Black Square finds this Izmir, Türkiye-based project presenting us with a slice of bleakly churning ‘n’ cluttering walled noise. Featured here is a single, around twenty-minute track, which manages to be both void-numbing and low-key choppy.

This EP is a digital-only affair. We have cover art nodding back to the nihilistic wall noise of the early 2010’s- with just a simple black square printed on white.

The track comes in at second under the nineteen-minute mark. It ties together a muffled and thick mass of churning low-end drone, with a fainter mesh of consistent cluttering mids in its middle. The whole ‘wall’ feels akin to watching a huge sun block cloud above you- and within said cloud is some antiquated rain machine, that is spitting & spotting out rust coloured water. The whole thing balances well, blocking out reality noise- with infernal cluttering walling.

Both in theme and attack, Black Square finds The Crude turning to more seared and more nihilistic waters, compared with their previous releases.