Damn that title! I keep reminiscing irrelevantly about the days ofRobert Smith's big hair for some reason, and gosh darn if the firstOcsid didn't beat 'em to it anyhow! Remember that dream you're alwayshaving where you're being fucked up the ass with a candle and thenGenesis P. Orridge walks in and pulls it out and licks off the shit andbuggers you with a twenty foot ceremonial dong whilst mincing baboonsare whistling tunes in the jungle and morbid angels sing death hymns tocharred homonculi? Well this CD might just be the perfect soundtrack!And if it's not then might I recommend you seek out the blue version ofV/Vm's 'Good Things'?Released by the appropriately titled Deafborn label, this Skalpell CDpursues harsh looped noise that owes a large debt to industrialpioneers, but shifts it all up a gear with modern computer edits. Thisis immense and as cutting as the bastard spawn of a sharp surgicalinstrument should be. Facts? Who needs 'em? OK, OK, its a couple ofSwiss fellas called Harry and Henry who are just trying to symbolisethe suffering and disease of the 'mentally over-evoluted human race'(as one does). The kind of thing you can hear down local bars nearwhere I live, but maybe not where you live so maybe you'll need tosurrender to the ebola mindscrape and the raging fires of stomachcancer encoded into this small chunk of aluminium. Skalpell areavailable for frozen microbe apocalyptic nightmares, deadings and farhiss shards. I daresay it could put a swell in the leather jodhpur ofBoyd Rice! Prolonged exposure to this noise may well encourage cancercell growth. -
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