(UgExplode) Feral free metal that eats your carcass from the inside. Fluctuates between the kind of minimalism you could mistake for an insect buzzing near your ear and the the kind of abject improvisational excessive fury that can kill its enemies with sound. Despite the artists (Nondor Navai, WWeasel Walter, Maslak) literally screaming on the disc about hating "conceptual bullshit" this record elevates conceptual bullshit to a new consciousness, or non-consciousness, where human instrumentalists somehow become possessed by rabid canine souls and play on despite the limited dexterity of blood and mouth-foam encrusted paws...or perhaps because of it. Mor please!
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