Big Walls of Nothing
Cult Noise
Many thanks to Justin of Rectal Leak for sending me this wonderful Cult Noise tape, featuring nine tracks of experimental noise by Hands of Doom.
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Over the course of the tape, Hands of Doom explores many a gnarled old forest, soem overgrown with deep rooted feddback, some filled with a low intrepid hum, as well as fierce thickets and ambient clearings. Rivulets of liquid warbling often babble, as discarded insectecuting neon bug zappers float past on the surface, crackling as they go. Twittering and whistling can also be heard in the galvanised treetops.
A definite plus about this tape is that it isn't overpowered by the use of a continuous stream of a single free idea, the multiple layers keeping the noise from becoming monochrome.
It's not always easy to pinpoint where tracks begin and end, so commenting on stand out tracks isn't necessary. The paths Hands of Doom take around, over and inside the noise weathered bricks of the Big Walls of Nothing have more than enough earstrangling forks, twists, peaks and apexes to keep one's interest throughout.
Big Walls of Nothing is a mangled yet well rounded heap of noiselimbs. Such a strain as the one rapidly mutating inside this tape vial is certainly my Harsh Noise stimulant of choice.
4 and 1/2 out of 5