Rarity: Gods of Tundra dish up an elegant platter of brut soup from these twin pillars of US black noise. The Warriors is the first vinyl release to feature GoT label boss Mike Connelly in the Wolf Eyes scrum and their sidelong track, “The Terror Tank”, is particularly hell raising. Growing out of the motorik clank of knuckles rapping on a giant disintegrating metal structure, contact mics are thrust head first into the gut of a gurgling furnace, reporting back whole macro-systems of unknown tonal potential. Waves of amplified insect tongue swarm around bass frequencies bloodier than an exhibition of glistening abattoir victims, while disembodied palms hover over hot-wired theremins like phantom faith healers. The side unravels into a slow motion wheeze of bronchial electronics offset against lightening flashes of degraded walkman rewind. The Prurient side is just as head harvesting. Unrelentingly heavy on the high end; electrified dog whistle shocks are intersected by explosions of enraptured primal balling and drum machines collapsing due to their own sheer animal urgency. Locomotive bolts of damaged FX discharge from makeshift mixing desks, as Dominik Fernow sheds several layers of lining from his throat over the course of nine pieces. Last track, “Early Morning Rites” is the real slayer, with blitzkrieg sing-songs bleeding into sine tones as high and fucking lonesome as nothing since Whitehouse’s Buchenwald, all consigned to digital obliteration with the sickly, knee trembling suggestion of imminent dirty sex. Each record features petrified spider web designs individually hand painted by Connelly. Limited to 300. Highly recommended. – Alex.
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