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Insect Warfare > Noise Grind Power Death > Reviews > WinterBliss
Insect Warfare - Noise Grind Power Death

Choatic Noise Grind - 83%

WinterBliss, April 30th, 2009

Housed in a sleeve with the least amount of information possible (which is squeezed onto the back of the jacket) the record sits comfortably inside the jacket with plenty of empty space, being that there's nothing else to find within this package.

From the get go the listener is completely obliterated by huge amounts of intense feedback, pounding drums, scorching shrieks and bellows and an overall bottom heavy production. The band displays a devastating, and even painful at times, marriage of pure noise and grindcore with this LP. After listening to this recording three times in succession I was left with a headache and a need for fresh air. I immediately drew connections between this offering and Merzbow's adulteration of Discordance Axis' The Inalienable Dreamless. While this is leagues ahead of that said release, and doesn't stray into extreme noise territory like Merzbow this is defiantly quite a trip from your run of the mill grindcore release.

The biggest change of pace with Insect Warfare this time around is the absence of guitars. While it's a wholly different beast, it still carries merit of its own. MA lists the album as having only have one track, but it sounds more like it's a multitude of one take tracks that run anywhere from three to fifteen seconds. You can hear distinct stops as well as the drummer counting off tracks at absurdly fast tempos by banging his sticks; you even hear him drop his sticks somewhere around the middle of the recording.

The album sounds as if they recorded five songs, each about a minute and a half long, took out the guitars and utilized vocal effects and general feedback instead, then proceeded to cut each song into ten sections with about a quarter second of breathing space in between. Needless to say it's pretty intense. Each "song" is a concise burst of primal aggression and is painfully awesome. The high volume feedback might kill your ear drums after awhile, but it's still enjoyable. This album isn't all to alien, being that the manner in which they play is exactly the same as with older recordings, they've just done away with the guitars and bass and opted to scream their way through songs, rather then riff it through.

In the end it really seems like an improv record that's meant to fuck with people. While it actually is enjoyable, it is noisey, chaotic, barbaric and utterly destructive. Within the first ten hours of owning it, I've made good use of it to get people out of my room; this little baby clears people out in no time and gets people genuinely upset. It's easy to dismiss this record, but it's got some charm to it i can't ignore.