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Wolf Eyes, "Shattered"
Split over a C10 cassette, this wheezy grind and its dark cousin lie in the middle ground between their big label releases and the scratched nothingness of some of their CD-R jams. Nate young's unintelligible vocals on the untitled A Side say more about his possible profligate ways than any lyric sheet could.
This sliver of no-fidelity grate of beat and fog and the distant growled vocal is proof again of why so much of the current noise crop is nothing but a crowd of arrivistes and poseurs. This brief chunk of multi-tracked nastiness soon runs out, echoing metal percussion and muffled bangs swimming in rivulets of tar with minute glimmers of clear sound. They may not be as well known for their isolationist traits as their noise, but this is a great example.
The other side is a falling evil clone choirboy, a distorted descent into damnation. It feels a lot longer than its counterpart, not because it is or because its crap, but because it sucks tension like marrow from a bone. This is the sort of Wolf Eyes release that'll see the Sub Pop buying public bringing a charge of sedition against them for refusing to do what's expected.
