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Masaaki Masao - Blood Virus cover

Masaaki Masao: BLOOD VIRUS – review by Andrew Buchanan-Carter

September 8, 2017 by kiyan_admin

From foreboding to assaulting in one cohesive and tension-filled listening experience, this latest body of work serves metaphorically as the soundtrack to a dystopian world where malevolent microorganisms and man are at war with one another. The body experiences the increasing cacophony of the invading disease before an all out viral assault causes it to succumb. This is a dark, organic and punishing foray into ambient doom that then melds into caustic electronic noise walls and cascading waves of synthetic catastrophe; a piece experienced by The Listener who becomes the host to a malevolent pathogenic microorganism. Taking place primarily in three segments, the first stage is exposure, the second stage is infection, and the final stage is death – marked by a flatline of near silence – then an abrupt, stark end. Experience through sound what a host body experiences. As the listener you are the host and this piece is the disease.

Review of Masaaki Masao: BLOOD VIRUS – by Andrew Buchanan-Carter, September 7th, 2017

To End It All - live at the Highline Bar Seattle 2017 / photography by Wade Risteen

To End It All – live review by Andrew Buchanan-Carter

July 9, 2017 by Joy Von Spain

To End It All’s spirit tree: The Boswellia. Deep in the heart of a dry place exists a certain tree. Branches of odd beauty grow out from something ominous and overshadowing. At the base of this organic structure the ritualistic denouncing of vile forms can be heard, marking a descent into the scornful damning of plagued souls. These words loom heavy above the troubled rumble of claustrophobic power electronics dirges which are the blackened roots of this hardened mass. Recalls Plague Mass-era Diamanda Galas by way of industrial doom as if a conduit for agony and disgust. The wretched are cursed and spat upon. The end result is something assaulting and confrontational punctuated by moments of lulling sonic solitude. This is the music of troubled land; a desolate soundscape where damned souls are banished.

  • Andrew Buchanan-Carter (live review)

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