Grain Belt - Self Titled [Small Doses/Phage Tapes/ White Centipede Noise - 2010] | Grain Belt's self titled full length album is a searing brutal & clamouring attack on your sonic sensers that utilizers brutal metal & junk abuse together with very fierce harsh noise attacks. The project three piece line-up is made up of members of Wince, Baculum, and Willful projects. On offer here are three tracks that hit between just under the nineteen minute mark & just under the fifteen minute mark a picec & each is a live recording made by the trio in 2009. Opening up the release we have ‘Live At The Terminal Bar’ which attacks you with a mixture of: Jaw grinding metal feedback whirls & grinds, crashing & rapid metal bombardment, thick static noise body punchers, manic vocal calls & screams, & a general air of very angered primal ritual. Track two ‘Live at The Social life’ is even more punishing & fierce in it’s attack with huge roaring & caustic bellowing clouds of static noise tone being nastily attacked by forking steel feedback, fevered sheet metal abuse, coarse & serrated chain clunking & whips, and the screamed & vein bulge primal yells. The last track ‘ Live at the Rathole’ starts off a little more ominous & spaced out in it’s feel with slower metal clangs being violently hovered over by feedback flesh slices & primal vocal calls, but with-in three minute or so it’s up once to more up to the thick clamouring & very harsh noise junk attack of the other tracks. Though through-out the track it keeps return to the more barren & grim semi-ominous clunking & primal call texturing- making this the slightly more pained cinematic of the three tracks. The whole album sounds wonderful violent, primal & unforgiving through-out, yet there’s a definite feeling of control & building of tension & angry in every track. If your feeling very pissed-off or raging at the world or someone, put this nasty slice of harsh noise junk attack on & I promise you’ll feel much better & some what released- just don’t go smash up your apartment in the process!. Roger Batty
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