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Deathpile, "G.R."
Force Of Nature/Hospital
Among those in the know, Deathpile stands out as one of the finestpower electronics acts in the United States today. This incarnation ofthe project, consisting of founder Jonathan Canady and keyboardistDavid E. Williams, is as menacing and unsettling as ever, setting itssights on the true crime story of Gary Leon Ridgeway, ultimately knownas the Green River Killer. From the rumbling tones of the opener"Genesis," it becomes painfully clear that G.R.is a dark and gruesome journey into the sick heart of a serialmurderer. Not suitable for the weak of heart. the subsequent trackscrank up the intensity and the aggression one hundred fold.. Riding thecrushing waves of hot guttural noise on "Addicted" is the inhumanmonologue of Canady's roaring first-person narrative mixed withsnippets from an actual survivor interview. Taking this type of hideousreality-as-entertainment a step further, "Known Victims" painstakinglychronicles Ridgeway's fourty nine known victims over the course oftwelve and a half minutes, with an ironic and ominous female voicemonotonously reciting vital information as if off a checklist. However,the next track "All You'll Ever Get" claims that there may have been asmany as eighty more murdered women, keeping in with the type ofdepraved gloating Canady has already exhibited throughout thispersonification. Refusing to let up even after capture and arrest,"Kenworth" displays the murderer's defiance and sense ofaccomplishment, augmented by the track's nauseating mantra of "Who'slaughing now?" By the time the curious and vulgar unanswered questionsof "You Will Never Know"arrive, Deathpile's aural and psychologicalassault has left its mark, and the uncertainties reverberate endlesslyin the murky pool of phasing electronics. While the inclusion of alyric booklet may result in some snickering among the jaded types, theoverall quality of these tracks cannot be overlooked. Concise andto-the-point like all power electronics albums should be, G.R.represents a powerful and memorable moment in not only Deathpile'smusical career but also in record labels Force of Nature and Hospital.As the possibility of a final Deathpile performance looms (tentativelyscheduled to take place in March in New York City), this album may verywell be one of the final chapters in the history of this project, anending that is as uneasy to swallow as that of Gary Ridgeway.
Among those in the know, Deathpile stands out as one of the finestpower electronics acts in the United States today. This incarnation ofthe project, consisting of founder Jonathan Canady and keyboardistDavid E. Williams, is as menacing and unsettling as ever, setting itssights on the true crime story of Gary Leon Ridgeway, ultimately knownas the Green River Killer. From the rumbling tones of the opener"Genesis," it becomes painfully clear that G.R.is a dark and gruesome journey into the sick heart of a serialmurderer. Not suitable for the weak of heart. the subsequent trackscrank up the intensity and the aggression one hundred fold.. Riding thecrushing waves of hot guttural noise on "Addicted" is the inhumanmonologue of Canady's roaring first-person narrative mixed withsnippets from an actual survivor interview. Taking this type of hideousreality-as-entertainment a step further, "Known Victims" painstakinglychronicles Ridgeway's fourty nine known victims over the course oftwelve and a half minutes, with an ironic and ominous female voicemonotonously reciting vital information as if off a checklist. However,the next track "All You'll Ever Get" claims that there may have been asmany as eighty more murdered women, keeping in with the type ofdepraved gloating Canady has already exhibited throughout thispersonification. Refusing to let up even after capture and arrest,"Kenworth" displays the murderer's defiance and sense ofaccomplishment, augmented by the track's nauseating mantra of "Who'slaughing now?" By the time the curious and vulgar unanswered questionsof "You Will Never Know"arrive, Deathpile's aural and psychologicalassault has left its mark, and the uncertainties reverberate endlesslyin the murky pool of phasing electronics. While the inclusion of alyric booklet may result in some snickering among the jaded types, theoverall quality of these tracks cannot be overlooked. Concise andto-the-point like all power electronics albums should be, G.R.represents a powerful and memorable moment in not only Deathpile'smusical career but also in record labels Force of Nature and Hospital.As the possibility of a final Deathpile performance looms (tentativelyscheduled to take place in March in New York City), this album may verywell be one of the final chapters in the history of this project, anending that is as uneasy to swallow as that of Gary Ridgeway.samples:
