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Who cares? many releases & collaborations throughout the entities = troubled history - different styles & contrasting sentiments paraded in = Harsh Noise, Industrial, Drone, Power Electronics & Electronic = Experimentation. past prime reemerges when the appropriate conditions = demand it. |
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Triumphant over your remains
This musical tour de force is Krakatau and Vesuvius exploding from the speakers. Thirteen unnamed numerical tracks of unremitting cold seething electronics touched with the hands of old school Industrial noise. Bordering just below the pain threshold of tolerance each track pummelled mercilessly forever onward. Ears popping and stinging with every throbbing frazzled note they were forced to endure. The vocals matching the music in intensity and nastiness. Half the time I couldn’t make out a word being screamed out and thrust in my direction. Distorted and contorted the vocals were a suitable foil for the abject musical accompaniment. This machismo music machine was kicking sand in my puny frame and resistance was futile to its threatening posturing. The ever present walls of sound and voice reducing me to a quivering wreck. Fuck you it screamed. Fuck you…for this is the real deal. And fucked I duly was. Head fucked. Mind fucked. Body fucked…. but by then I didn’t really care. There were no external wounds showing for the punishment I was taking. Internally though was a different matter. I accepted all that befell me with a big stupid grin plastered to my face. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Reviewed by Alan Milne / Heathen harvest. [Full length article, click here]. All the tracks appear to be untitled and Mourmansk150 kicks things off with the longest track on the album. Immediately I am thrown into an unfriendly environment, I feel like I am locked in the engine chamber of an old ruster oil-tanker caught in one hell of a hurricane in the middle of the ocean. Track 2 is one of my favorite on the album with some grittier industrial atmospheres in the beginning and some almost comedic vocals towards the end that kind of remind me of the dwarf from “Twin Peaks” except not spoken in reverse. The following tracks features some more interesting vocals as well that almost sounds like mini-mouse with what sounds like an octave effect on them shifting them up. I enjoy this kind of fuckery because it adds a sick and twisted atmosphere and just plain fucks with the “accepted” way PE or death industrial vocals should sound. […] After what seems like a blur of varied but muddled harsh industrial atmospheres and a whole lot of information that was subliminally pumped into my head Mourmansk150 presents the last “real” track on the album which is significantly different then the previous assault. It features a lo-fi but almost happy rhythm that has been perverted into Mourmansk150's beleaugered industrial wasteland. Although it's as constant as all the tracks before it, it makes for a great end and one of the preferred tracks on the release. Reviewed by Blood ties. [Full length article, click here]. It is not that simple to return back in time to review the release of some band when you've already heard the best work up to date. Such is La Guerre, l'Anarchie et le Chaos for me. Triumphant over your Remains - earlier work of French trio. It was releasd in 2007 under the flag of Eibon Records. The design of the album is completely minimalistic. The songs are untitled and there are just a couple of slogans in golden letters. The cover itself also is weird - hummer, disco-ball, chandelieres... Mourmansk 150 is triumphant against these attributes? Or these gives a sense to the most disgusting and hated features? Anyway - the cover is not less than strange. But sound is the most important in the release. This album consists of 13 pieces with overall length of around an hour. And this is an hour of decent death industrial. I don't know if I would be right to say that this is power electronics, but having in mind how wide this style is, I might not be mistaken. Slow and quelling pieces, going through the ears with low-tone road roller over and over again. The mood and sound of pieces themselves does not differ too much one from another. As in the very beginning the line was drawn so it continues up to the very last sounds. The sound seems quite muddy and greasily slimy. Rhythms evolves and sinks between multilayered noises, then appears once again after a break of several songs and on top of all this - voice, under heavy effects that it is almost impossible to understand a word. Here and there my ears catches parts of shouts "support our troops" and so on. In spite of that such strange and I would say specific presentation of vocal really suits well in most of the places, mixing with other kind of vocals here and there, but such places as the 4th piece does not suit for me personally. These effects and pitch shifting when the voice sounds childlishly high and at the same time "frightening" some octaves lower in the background. It takes away the mood, not adds to it. Just as with aforementioned cover. But despite of that - many of these pieces are filled with sick and weird atmosphere. In that conditional monotony I become lost and slip on these slimy sounds to the finish of the album. It is higher than average though far from what I've heard as best of Mourmansk 150. Reviewed by TeRRoR. [Full length article, click here]. |
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