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As major labels continue to exist behind the times, artists and labels with little capital and lesser reputations are producing some of the most innovative, interesting, and inspiring music. Whether it’s creating a new niche in digital technology or looking to once obsolete formats, Agitated Atmosphere hopes to pull back the curtain on a wealth of sights and sound from luminaries such as Locrian.
The dark recesses visited by Locrian are all too familiar to those who have grappled with their inner demons with accompaniment by doom metal and industrial acts for the past quarter-century. The dark cloud that looms over Territories, the latest LP from Locrian through Small Doses, finds the group delving into the bottomless abyss of uncertainty.
Album opener “Inverted Ruins” straddles the line of between industrial’s past and doom’s present. The vocals are gnarled and venomous, scratching out their story into the ebon ember melody. The slow and heavy pace is counterpointed by sharp, high-pitched screeching; the clawing of our hapless victim desperately attempting to dig his way out from under the endless layers of dirt in which he is buried. The trip into darkness is one Locrian has taken many times, yet one that will leave listeners deeply affected by the scorched tones in which they are repeatedly baptized.
It’s this fearlessness that drives André Foisy and Terence Hannum’s vision. The combination of white noise, variable static, low-end tunings, and spatial arrangements turn Territories into a viscous mix of tar, oil, and mud that is unwashable. The machine gun guitar of “Procession of Ancestral Brutalism” mimics the frantic scrubs of Lady Macbeth unable to rinse the blood of her evil deeds away; the anguished screams represent her confrontation with her sins; the crashing cymbals the thunder claps of the gods passing their stern judgment upon her. Territories is all these and more. An album as complex and theme-heavy as classic literature and as technologically integrated as human flesh meeting cybernetic parts, Territories captures the malaise of modern living in its onyx-tinted Petri dish. As we swim around, confused by the blackness of our surroundings and confounded with how to clear up our messes, Locrian hovers in the disconnected netherworld capturing every emotion in its medieval ooze to cast us in plaster for ever more.
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Entering a fever pitch with these two latest long-players, the pair are figured at first as specters (an identity improvement from their earlier position), phantom powers who command the materializing bodies of guitars and keyboards. Unfortunately too elongate for the vinyl treatment of the latter, ‘Rain of Ashes’ makes diligent use of every square minute of the 60 minute disc, both in compositional richness and structural novelty. Recorded in a single session without overdub, the tracks reveal an impressive loose-tight combination of multi-modal, shared vision and a young pair really hitting stride in lesser-orchestrated collaboration. As in previous works, guitar plumes generate weight and height while synthesizer passes through effects for texture and rhythm. However, the revelation of riffs and melodic grids puncture this mass to create a dialectical monster of hairy, howling detail and dense grind. Distilled to a central hush of layered reverb, the soundtrack’s ominous hook is reduced to a single telephonic scale like a razor which cuts through the electronical storm which these two exert impossible control over. Again wanting for vinyl over CD – and here I should add this is a repress from a cassette release, with a beautiful jewelcase booklet of photography – the pair offer an anachronistic nod to BF labelmate Nicholas Szczepanik and “chiasmus” with the second, reverse-track “Sehsa Fo Niar”: were the title not too gauche of a giveaway, the uncanny disturbance of inhalation which comes with the most abstract of backwards recordings breaks the brilliance of this deconstructive move as it lingers too long on the track as a whole. An object which like some molten tool box cooled to a single clump in the snow, the track is reproduced in its (backwards) entirety, unable to tell us about the tools which were inside, or even the shape of the container. As a sound object, this of course works nicely to hit various constructions from a different slant – more than merely the flipside – but despite this one-off insight, it can only tarnish the power of this towering pair.
And then they were a band. With huge contributions by Mark Solotroff (Bloodyminded), Bruce Lamont (Yakuza), and Blake Judd (Nachtmystium), the pair of Foisy and Hannum are joined by drummer Andrew Scherer for three of the six tracks to fully realize the metal fetish which informs their distinct brutalism. Assembled by four labels, ‘Territories’ is not only a high watermark for Locrian but a remarkable good-faith gesture by several of the scene’s most vital patron-labels. Akin to the darkest of Coil’s private press, “Inverted Ruins” begins the disc with a single blade of head-splitting feedback quickly offset by a watery melody of synthesizer strain - the maneuver then reversed, reciprocated, cauterized into arbitrary chunks by a Whitehouse laser – and tattered, immediate percussion, all while Solotroff adds a wonderfully-dissembled John Balance sermon (lyrics included in the liner notes). Lamont’s saxophone smoothes out with sustained tones and murmuring strings in the cold-ass passage “Between Barrows”, a magnificent deception leading into the twin central peaks of “Procession of Ancestral Brutalism” and “Ring Road”: the former a deteriorating black metal of sheet-metal crash and howling vocals ala Wolves in the Throne Room, sooty with tape effects, its ten minutes are matched by the latter, a busy erasure of heat-swollen synth sequences and distorted guitar phased in trick wall of sound texture. Clean lines of guitar noir form the disc’s second interlude like a test track leading into the crackling transmissions which begin “The Columnless Arcade”, accumulating layers of noisy curtain which part midtrack to expose, like a secret less shameful than indulgent, a belligerent prog-metal of pull-offs, sustains, and woven notes - Hannum’s shredded vocals like a wraith beneath the glassy finish of whole tones of Locrian guitar and synthesizer which finally reveal themselves in full. It’s exceedingly rare to anticipate an album exploding onto the scene without some jaded sense of fluke connections or passing fancies but only by an essential power and brilliance which cannot be confused. ‘Territories’ is one of those moments, and it couldn’t happen to a more deserving outfit. And if this isn’t the moment which does it for Locrian, I’m probably not alone in feeling relief that they’ll be ours for a little longer. On black vinyl, limited to 500 copies. Highest recommendation. (Basses Frequencies CD, 9€ HERE; and At War With False Noise/Bloodlust!/Small Doses/Basses Frequencies LP, $15 HERE) Шикарно изданный (конверт с тиснением и разного рода инсерты) семидюймовый сплит двух металлических команд, одна из которых, а именно «Locrian», неплохо заявила о себе и на индустриальной сцене своими нойз-роковыми альбомами и работами в стиле гитарного dark drone ambient, а вторая, «Harpoon», на этой пластинке, судя по всему, дебютирует. «Locrian», конечно же, удивили – вместо мрачноватого скрежета и гула дуэт лихо рвет колонки скоростным блэком, выполненным по всем правилам “темного искусства”. Прямолинейные гитарные риффы, до самых «костей» изъеденные дисторшеном, постоянно ускоряющиеся бластбиты, с завидной энергией вылезающие на первый план, и удушливый скримминг. Правда, чем ближе игла подходит к «яблоку», тем неувереннее становится набранный темп, тем больше вливается в уши шума фидбеков, тем сильнее каноны блэка стираются, оставляя место какой-то кислотной шумовой импровизации. Весьма бодрая вещь, грязный звук которой винил любезно подчеркивает треском и щелчками. Коллеги по сплиту, «Harpoon», не менее бодро окучивают поле death/trash metal – они тоже свято поначалу следуют канонам, и также, как и «Locrian», с середины позволяют себе сбросить сумасшедший темп и немного пошуметь, чтобы обозначить как-то свое отличие от многочисленных исполнителей подобной музыки. Почти все время вокалист надрывно орет в микрофон, заглушая ритмичные подергивания и «жужжание» гитар (которые на записи немного провалены и отодвинуты куда-то назад) и скоростное «мочилово» барабанов. Если бы не последние минуты полторы, был бы самый, что ни на есть, стандарт жанра. Но и с ними вместе «To The Tall Trees» - это, прежде всего, музыка для безумного слэма, в то время как «Ancestral Brutalism» предполагает мозговую деятельность.
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The second vinyl album of forward-thinking metal from the peerless Locrian. It’s hard to attach a sub-genre to these guys, they incorporate a wide range of influences into a very cohesive whole, but that whole is definitely grey, oppressive and depressing (that’s a good thing if you like this kind of music). Totally nihilistic music made my two very nice gentlemen, Territories also includes contributions from members of Nachtmystium and Yakuza, among others. Priced right at $18 shipped in the US and limited to 500, you can read more and sort out ordering details at lndofdecay.blogspot.com, bloodlust.blogspot.com or discogs.com.



2/2/10
Yeap, time for a new release. It is a C40 from Locrian, and it is one of the best tapes I've ever done. The Warmth - Privacy from God C52 was supposed to drop at the same
time, but due to it being a "printjob from hell" it is delayed until next week. In other comings up, the Tecumseh 10" is now a 12", and is at testpressing stage. Shortly.
Then will come an Anakrid LP and a Yellow Swans / Oakeater split LP. The Swans album that just dropped, that is not their last record. This one, given the way I
tend to release things, will be. It will also be worth the wait, especially since it is shared with Oakeater. Watch for all this come summer. I am on the move.
Thank you to everyone for their continued patience and support. This label means the world to me, and no, it is not dead. You will all know when it is.
One of the packages of Locrian LPs on their way to Basses Frequences HQ was accidentally routed to Italy somwhere. We’re pretty sure it is now France-bound, but as soon as its delivery is imminent, we will all make the LP (and me the cassette) available. I’ll keep things updated here.
I’ll also have the Heavy Focus Benefit compilation 2cdr ready for purchase at the same time!