ildjarn

...this is a summing up of the ildjarn early days (92/4) with demos and unreleased gear that stretches for a full up two disk blowout...frantic guttural screaming in strict janov primal terms from the deep and lonesome basement that the true visionaries of rock'n'roll inhabit...as time goes ever on a cat must get to thinking that the real deal is only found in damp lost back rooms and cellars full of dreams and dust...this voyager from the metal underground rides a riff straight from the long gone great darby crash and the germs (surely one of the heppest of street level swill mongers in the annals of rocking), with cheap squealing guitars and rattling drum thuds and cracked cymbals and the bass ploomps out an economic couple of notes...the relentless barrage of bad tempered angry noise can act as a psychic entrance to netherworlds of unknown thought and ancient wisdom that can only appear when the conditions are right... from the frozen north where winters are long this ugly stoner riffing monotony can act as a balm against the media onslaught of scaremongering untruth and outright disinformation...with the bong freshened this whole two and half hour bad trip to the darkside can be a white light experience with new vistsa and avenues opening up for a few seconds...the usual black metal bad/non-existant production/wobbly balance/quick edits make this slop a taser to the centre of the mind...
...ugly rocking racket...