Beware; this is one that is not for the faint of heart. This is music for those of you who stay up into the early hours concocting strange and sinister experiments that involve bringing back dead flesh to life. Of course if you are not yet at that stage of enlightenment and are further down the ladder you may well be actually using this as your soundtrack to go out on the hunt and make that flesh dead in the first place; still by now you should have a good source to sell it to, flesh of the quality and butchery that you render it in is never in short demand.
Black Depth, Grey Wolves are a duo of noise manipulators named as Clint Listing and Saint Ov Gravediggers, between them they have been in acts you may well have heard of (certainly if you move in such circles) including Long Winters Stare, As All Die and Ordo Tyrannis. They describe their music, which here is represented by three long compositions as “noise filled, black industrial, occult evocations – music that will make you feel at one with your disturbed mind.”
This has been my soundtrack the last few nights and has not exactly left me lulled into gentle sleep, here be the stuff of nightmares. First massive opus ‘The Hunt For Greater Truth’ bristles in with static enriched sonic noise. I close my eyes and think of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis and James Whale’s Frankenstein, this is certainly a mad scientist kind of disharmonic groove. It takes time to build too; it needs to go nowhere fast as it lasts over 20 minutes. Sinister noises that sound as though they are from another void filter through and ooze as the listener palpitates. Voices slowly take form but are they human or demonic? You feel as though you are an unwitting watcher at a black mass. You cannot make out what is being said but its arcane mystery cannot be mistaken, something very sinister is being summoned from the depths and this is very unsettling listening. The tonal sonic sounds brood bristle and rumble with Dr Who radiophonic mastery painting grim atmospheric dread at every pulse and tremble.
Although not as long the other couple of tracks are no less gruelling. It feels like the frequency knob has been twisted as a similar but different realm is transgressed into with ‘3rd Candle For The Fallen.’ Again this is very repetitive and mesmerising as it ritualistically flows out the speakers like a wave of utter hideousness. Vocals are louder, perhaps closer but you still cannot quite make out what exactly they are intoning, only that it is surely evil. The ‘Final Key To Pure Thought’ hits a different receptor as the sonic scale is higher up and sharper as it bristles and it and demonic voices sound as if they have been looped backwards. It’s a harsh end to the album but it is perhaps thankfully a quick one.
There is little point namedropping other acts as comparative into this review, this is blackened noise mangling and highly experimental and does not attempt to go for total uniqueness. What Black Depths Grey Waves have succeeded in doing is delivering an atmosphere laden musical nightmare that is best experienced in darkness through headphones, be careful though you may fall through the abyss and be lost for eternity.
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Pete Woods
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