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"The Snake Of Saigon" is an anxious excursion littered with war-like nuances, a miasma of surrounding sonic elements in subtle communion (mournful monks, a plucked instrument that sounds like a banjo but is most certainly some similar Asian instrument), dark rumblings that slither and, eventually, a helicopter that circles in the distance. The remnants of devious, inhuman deeds that could only have been constructed by the human monster itself, linger throughout. "Melting Spheres" scatters unknown winged monstrosities (a limbic regression to the time of pterodactyls?) before a pensive drone and the rising pulse of anxiety dominate. A demonstrative yell opens "In The Vein Of Purusa," a yell that inspires dread and pause for concern as the rain drenched ambience is sliced by a knife that caresses bone strings, trace animals (the jungle looms ever near), and a predatory machinery loop. Odd classical underpinnings add another layer to the strange design, the track, as with all of the tracks on this amazing CD, subtly metamorphic in construction, inherently restless. Herbst9 construct sonic rituals gleaned from the ruins of minds scraped hollow and left to decay, minds privy to evil deeds and the existence of such evil deeds made concrete. On the brilliant LOKI label, reason enough to check this out. (JCS:9) JCS |