Flesh Coffin - Demons In The Mist [Narcolepsia - 2009]‘Demons in The Mist’ presents a c40 tape with two twenty minutes sides worth of black storm ripping, diabolic crunching & thick Harsh Noise Wall with slight sludgy industrial undercurrents from Flesh Coffin- which is one the projects of ultra busy Norwegian based Andreas Brandal(Hour of the Wolf, Drevne Bolesti, solo work, ect). Each side of tape offers up one long crushing, shifting & pitch black wall of punishing noise. Side ones piece kicks in with a juddering, muffled & darkly swamped set of crashing tones which bring to mind an aged & buckled-up recording of a thunder storm thick with torrents of flesh lashing & burning rain. As the side one goes on Brandal keeps the pace solid, dark, battering & very urgent in its feel as it crassly & thickly judders, swirls & crashers along from one ripping, deep tearing & roaring tone attack after another. The tones for the most part are kept tar thick, though there are more jittering static thorns here & there in the maelstrom of sound. It’s an enjoyable & unforgiving side of wall making, through it lacks that moorish quality that make a piece re-playble often- in some ways I think it’s a bit too crass, dark & barbaric for its own good. Side twos piece starts off more thicker & bass like drill or bore like in its tone; it brings to mind been inside a massive mechanical drill that’s noisily ripping into a huge mountain. It’s slight less juddering & shifting than the first side too. As the track goes on Brandal further focusers in on thick, tightly looped & drilling machine type tones; so it starts to become rather hypnotic in it’s feel. Certainly this second side is the more re-playble & rewarding of the two sides to me. The tape comes in your typical handmade Narcolepsia tape label cover with a photocopied picture glued on to blue cardstock & a photocopied inlay with the tapes name & tracks on- which is fine enough, though to me the picture used of a 1950’s little boy looking a big bolder doesn’t really fit either the tapes title or it’s sonic ingredients. Roger Batty
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