Dødsengel - Arkaik (2010, EP)

1. Para Nous 15:40

2. Deus Sol Invictus 18:50 

Total playing time- 33:30

More weirdo black metal with weirdo, pseudo-melodic vocals. Seeing as I haven't explored this band much beyond this release and a few songs online, I can't say with certainty that this isn't at all exemplary of what they've done, but listening to this stuff back to back with other material reveals a pretty big contrast; There are almost no blast beats, it's not as malignant (at least not in the same way), there's more unrestrained vocal-fuckery, almost surf-rock sounding guitars and more weirdness in general. Think the Norweigan black metal sound made as a practical joke by entirely competent musician who couldn't care less about pleasing an audience. Not to say that there is no darkness, but its more likely to be found in interludes than the actual main course. Thus, this is essentially the worst introduction to Dødsengel possible, and I found myself not being very impressed with this band until I grew accustomed to the sounds within and heard their other shit (Imperator in particular). But grew it did. And it was nice. Not "bid 20€ on ebay for the totally limited to 300 copies tape supposedly never to be re-released" nice, but nice nontheless.

The only rip I ever found was 128kbps, but I found myself not really noticing until deciding to upload it. So yeah, thanks a lot Circle of Ouroborus, I've lost my ability to differentiate between shitty mp3 rips and lo-fi murk thanks to you.

If you have better rips, give me it guyse, but I think I shall remain content in enjoying this shitty rip in the meantime..

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"framúrskarandi eins og alltaf bróður. . Ave!" This is a lesson. Do not attempt to try to praise artists using mangled google-translate Icelandic.

Circle of Ouroborus - Night Radiance (2007, demo)

1.         Stained By Tar         04:20    

2.         Seed of Despair       05:20    

3.         From the Ashes of a Liar   04:23   

4.         Betrayed Landscapes         03:39    

5.         Transparent 05:15    

Total playing time - 22:57    

This here might very well be the darkest and murkiest Circle of Ouroborus release yet. It strays quite far from their usual whimsy, with only the last song serving as a faint reminder of what sunlight even feels like; the rest first drags us into cellar corners of extracted, lethargic bitterness and then picks up as if suddenly aware of the coming dawn, still covered with murk-residue.

Everyone else but seasoned CoO users is probably better off leaving this alone.

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.. or just let it nip you

Psyclones ‎- Cult Leader Gang-Raped By Disciples (1985)

1		Cult Leader Gang-Raped By Disciples / C'Mon Down 09:57
2		Bigger And Better 04:07
3		Look At My Cut 04:15
4		On You 03:17
5		Whatcha Doin' Tonight ? 03:47
6		Peer Party 00:54
7		We Don't Want To Live Here Anymore 01:17
8		Rejection / He Who Falls 11:04
9		The Shower Song 03:54
10		Mickey Rat Macdonald 08:47
11		Triumph Of The Will 03:26
12		Anarchy 4 U / Zoo Pigs 1234 !!!! 03:14

I admit, I approached this release for the most part because I have a thing for old, lo-fi industrial music aesthetics rather than complete appreciation for the sounds within. Despite the dumbass song titles, I expected the sounds to conform to the harsh mercilessness the title and cover conjured within me rather than what the whimsical song titles seemed to imply. Turns out that it's quite clearly made by kids just taking the piss to pass the time, who still possessed the ambition to actually publicly release it (on their own label that once released music by fucking Vidna Obmana, of all people). A really thin drum machine provides the rhythm (when present), while the guitars and bass play whatever the fuck they came up with first. Sometimes they play in time.

The industrial element mostly comes in with the occasional synth intrusion and weird vocal effects, but otherwise isn't at all dominating, as if it was accidental. However, the highlight would no doubt be the lyrics; Culled from the deranged imagination of 80's teens most probably on the spot, with each rhyme and oddly lucid defamation ("I'd like to squeeze you, but you're too full of shit") they go further from the subject matter set in the beginning, culminating in bullshit lyrics like these:

"Greg's gonna get himself a beer.
Greg's gonna get himself a beer
Greg's gonna get himself a beer
Greg's gonna get himself a beer
Greg won't you come in here
Greg won't you come in here
Greg won't you come in here
Greg won't you come in here, he's got his beer
I Cut my penis.
What?
I cut my penis.
What!?
I cut my penis, I hope you don't mind (?)
WHAT"

Instead of being threatening or somehow insidious as one might expect of a tape that shares imagery with more modern variant of PE/Harsh Noise/Industrial music, it's actually rather jovial and inviting in a way. It's a temporal window into the state of mind of teenagers (I assume) absolutely bursting with creativity but without anything in particular to express. Myself associating with once having had a similarly juvenile mindset myself.. this probably serves as a memory of simpler times for the makers behind it. Whether this window is something passer-by's would want to peek into at all depends on ones individual voyeurism, level (maturity?) of humor and tolerance of abject inanity, because truly, this is dumb as hell. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, really.

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observe; the most half-assed call to revolution
this youtuber rigged the download link for me, so, dno, go give him/her/it a hug or something.