Sunday, February 26, 2006

Call of the Wild

Like most of the entrancing minimalism I’ve been in contact with (art or music), Orthrelm’s newest record OV, puts me in that state of blissful Zen. Comprised only of guitar and drums for one 45-minute shot, OV features some of the most techinically astute, repetitious/never-repeating (you’ll know what I mean when you hear it) heavy music I’ve heard. This is not the noisy, over-bearing rock of today’s noisemongers, but rather academic virtuosos out to flatten your sense of linearity. The guitar played consists of the fastest, short repetitious bursts of shredding I’ve ever encountered, until a cue, guitar or drums (but weirdly mathematical and precise), instigates a switch into a different territory previously unseen and never revisited through the entire piece. Drums are tom heavy and rolling, perfectly punctuating the guitar cloudbursts and keep the only constant throughout the whole record: motion.

But words can’t possibly do this one justice, mostly because I don't know what to say. For anyone considering themselves a fan of modern human art (this is all live???), set aside 45 minutes and explore the fractured minimalism possible in heavy music. You will not be disappointed.

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