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Floats into spaces other musical forms quickly burst into and then suddenly pop, as their lightweight calibre duly emerges, when they come anywhere near the heat of this magnificent mainframe.
Gothic, vast, funereal, space, sonic journey, dark ambience; words do not aptly describe the rolling gaits of sound which proceed as microscopic blasts of energy, every ripple echoes into a pulsating throb as nails are slowly drawn against a shimmering blackboard. These are the piercing screeches of violins drawn within Psycho, slowed down into a long pulled out grandiose yawn of the universe; the beginning of the signs of life. It has more to do with Yves Tanguy, Hugo Ball, Aragon, Bunuel than a modern crumbling rock which in comparison appears as dull sand.
A CD which brings back the Core values of Lustmord ; deep space 9 and beyond