This album stands on its own as diverse and unconventional, filled with monstrous dissonances and intolerable cacophony. It is perfecting the uncontrolled chaos. Kurt Ballou has done a great job as producer, engineer, and mixer, capturing our evil intensity. Normal people will not understand the music, as we have put such a high standard over all the typical trends of today. Beware the release of I, The Devil. It is NOT for normcore metalheads, weekend warriors, or "diehards only" posers; it reverberates with the righteously unorthodox, those who dare to seek beyond the borders of the "sheep in wolf's clothing" conservatism endemic to underground metal, or simply metal in general.
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ALL Vinyl. Sold Out. Order Status. Wish List. Log Out. Lost Password. Change Account Information. Security Guarantee. True to their favorite style, members of this diabolical orchestra swing music you would swear written by someone with an extreme form of hyperactivity or struck by a seizure while taking amphetamines.
After a short introduction, Human Race Absolute End tumbles at full speed in all directions at once. Impossible to distinguish any structure at all, as the band increases rhythmic patterns and breakdowns for more than thirty minutes.
Guitar sound is fat, drums are wielded by a madman and vocalist seems perpetually out of breath. After a dozen listens, I am therefore ready for intravenous Ritalin. War black metal enthusiasts will be delighted by this album, which meets all codes of the genre. However, its rough and primitive aspects confirm my aversion for this style.
Deiphago of the Philippines provides such an over the top, barbaric blast to the face that it's almost difficult to qualify or quantify what they play as 'music', at least in terms of the traditional aesthetics of melody, harmony and the memorable fortification of rhythmic timekeeping. That's not to say that what they perform is void of any intrinsic, blasphemous value, because a more fucked up ride than this you are not likely to take again anytime soon, and in the tradition of their prior efforts like Filipino Antichrist, they really grind the genre to the hilt, as if they were audio manifestations of living hellfire that sought to seethe and burn through the speakers and headphones into their target audience and melt their damp brains.
I'm also reminded of a local group called Watchmaker, who pursued a similar if more dynamically integrated sense of chaos. The drums are splayed out in blast beat patterns, and the guitars highly distorted. So distorted, in fact, that they feel like they're being twisted through space as they brutishly mete out their discordant clamor.
Several sequences are slower, gaping and doom-like, and these feel just as unnatural and fucked as the rest of the riffs, but usually they rifle along at an accelerated pacing. The leads used in tracks like "Exalted Hate" feel like web-works of madness being strewn about the abyssal layer of pummeling and painful momentum, and it's quite easy to become confused and unnerved in the process.
The bass is unadulterated, churning sewage, a manhole to an underworld of heinous torture. Be warned: there is nothing remotely comfortable about this material.
Most music is written with the intention that you'll recall and hum along to it later. That's not what an album like Satan Alpha Omega is really about. Where most extreme metal bands encapsulate their infamy into familiar rhythmic environs, this is extremely, ergonomically unsafe and highly stress inducing.
It's like having your spine removed and cast into a giant hamster wheel with ravenous daemons doing laps inside, the nerve endings still attached to the rest of your being. And yet, it's internally consistent. There is a method to this madness.Explore releases from Alpha & Omega at Discogs. Shop for Vinyl, CDs and more from Alpha & Omega at the Discogs Marketplace.