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2025-12-31

cassette craze chronicles XLIV feat. AGRICULTURE, NOIR NOIR, RITUAL ASCENSION, TEMPÊTE SOLAIRE, TERZIJ DE HORDE, UBOA and WHITEHORSE


Are we still spinning tapes here? Of course we are! And we're starting the haul of my latest bunch with one of the many reasons I haven't even decided what my TOP 25 albums of the year are, because this is yet another burning hot candidate...







AGRICULTURE - The Spiritual Sound (2025)

I recently listened to most of the new Deafheaven album. And in shocking contrast to my previous experiences I actually liked it. So that kind of ruined what I wanted to say about the work at hand here, which was that Agriculture actually redeem what Deafheaven promise... Well, at least they're still doing it better.

"The Spiritual Sound" is made of Black Metal and Shoegaze, of hopeful celestial melodies and wild Rock star shredding. It comes pure, raw, radical and in your face, but it can also be quiet and fragile. It's beautifully brutal and brutally beautiful, half-way between Alcest and Boris. If you understand the term beyond a specific subculture and music genre,  Agriculture are most definitely Punk.
This is a serious work, but it's so much fun to listen to! The wild energy it radiates has such a cleasing yet life-affirming quality - just an album unlike any other. And surely one of the prime Metal releases of 2025.

The tape looks good, I especially dig the back cover. Putting the track titles only onto the cassette shell itself is a minor annoyance though.







AGRICULTURE - Agriculture (2023)

While I was ordering "The Spiritual Sound" it was a no-brainer to also get the Californians' 2023 debut album. Relatively speaking the Ecstatic Black Metal on the self-titled "Agriculture" may not take as many detours in style and intensity yet, but the difference is actually not that huge. All the trademarks including super sparsely instrumented ballads and the brute yet perfect production are already in place.

Other than its successor, which only has Emma Ruth Rundle on its final track, the debut even features several guest musicians on violin, saxophone (hey, it's Patrick Shiroishi!) and lap steel guitar. So both albums have their unique details. And while yes, Agriculture are even better today, this shit already fucking rules!







TERZIJ DE HORDE - Our Breath Is Not Ours Alone (2025)

We're not leaving (Post) Black Metal territory yet, but we're moving from The Flenser to Tartarus Records, and from the US west coast to the west of Europe with the Dutch steamroller Terzij De Horde.

"Our Breath Is Not Ours Alone" contains more and shorter tracks than their last 2022 album "On One Of These, I Am Your Enemy" and adds to a ten minutes longer total playing time. A little over fourty minutes still aren't Swans dimensions, but for the angry ferocious high-speed assault this group delivers it's really more than enough.

With a vocal performance closer to Hardcore than to Black Metal, this album feels seriously pissed off - and the melodic layers in the killer guitar riffs are not designed to tame, yet rather to amplify that relentless, never pausing anger. 

An album with long and winding song titles like "A Hammer To The Great Matter Of Birth And Death", "The All-Consuming Work Of The Soul's Foreclosure" or "Justice Is Not Enough To leave The House Of Modernity" of course deserves a seperate booklet for its lyrics. This comes with the tape in one of those Tartarus-typical  black deluxe boxes with golden hotfoil print. Nice.

I don't know if it's just my copy of this edition of 100, but it features the classic switcheroo with sides A and B being interchanged. No biggie, shit happens. The music of course still absolutely rips!







UBOA & WHITEHORSE - The Dissolution Of Eternity (2025)

If Black Metal is too light and upbeat for you, Tartarus Records also has something more malicious for you with this Australian split tape of artists who really give down under a double meaning.

Side A features two tracks of nasty life-hostile Sludge from Whitehorse. Slow, deep and soul-crushing their Doom strikes with inhumane vocals, crawling killer riffs and great supportive electronic effects, as well as a giant drum sound. These two songs are surely among the best of this genre released this year. I assume it has something to do with line-up changes at the time, that these recordings from 2017 had to lie dormant for years. Good this sick shit is out there now!

Still not brutal enough? Enter Harsh Noise artist Uboa with five recent tracks on side B! She starts off with flavours of hardly and then even less musical mayhem, filled with tons of tension and destructive expression. The interesting turn however happens first with the piano interlude "Dreamwalker, Fuck I Miss You" and then the shoegazy "Pareidolia Shadow", both drowned in Ambient sounds and Noise, before "The Apocalypse Of True Love" summons the whole spectrum of both beautiful and uncomfortable textures in Uboa's repertoire and even evolves into a Post Rock hymn for a while - before descending into hell and finding peace there. Cathartic.







NOIR NOIR - Black Curtain / Divine Swelling (2016/2022/2025)

We're continuing with another solo artist, Noir Noir from Spain, who also incorporates Electronic Noise into his sound, but all in all leans more into Industrial, als well as Dark Wave, while being rooted in Death and Black Metal. This cassette released by Sentient Ruins Laboratories combines two EPs from 2016 and 2022, thus giving us a good overview of the range of low-fi raw and rather polished majestic noises. Be ready for some extreme shifts! This is a weird one. But it's dark, double dark, one could even say. And definitely not your ideal soundtrack for going to bed.

While the outburst of drum computer Old School Black Metal in the middle of these apocalyptic soundscapes still confuses me a bit, as a whole - or the sum of two wholes if you will - "Black Curtain / Divine Swelling" is as evil as it gets and a pretty powerful and overwhelming experience.  







RITUAL ASCENSION - Profanation of the Adamic Covenant (2025)

This next ejection of Dissonant Death Metal and Doom has already been reviewed by me back in February, when it came out. But as so often with Sentient Ruin releases it took a while until the tape was available within Europe and found its way onto my shopping bag.

Since my opinion about this album hasn't changed, I could only repeat myself here. Ritual Ascension's filthy journey into the swamp is still as foul, mouldy and ghoulish as ten months ago. Some listeners may have decomposed already, so my advise comes too late for them, but I suggest at least one thorough shower after listening.







TEMPÊTE SOLAIRE - La Précession Des Équinoxes (2025)

Last but most definitely not least a tape I bought at this year's last show for me, which was Thisquietarmy x Otay:onii. This is the second release of Eric Quach's bass, drums and saxophone trio Tempête Solaire.

Even bolder than on "Heliospheric Dialogues" Quach, Eric Craven and Elyze Venne-Deshaies are exploring their explosive take on Free Jazz, which includes traditional Jazz trio aethetics as well as broader Fusion and Post Rock sounds, electronic effects, Drone textures, doom-ish heaviness, Punk, Prog, Ambient and Noise. It's a wild mixture that comes together much more natural than one would assume and even in its most abstract and experimental passages like during the seventh track "Manicouagan" always stays enganging. A brilliant album!







2022-05-28

burning on... music from the ROADBURN haul and beyond (feat. JO QUAIL, NEPTUNIAN MAXIMALISM, TEMPLE FANG, TERZIJ DE HORDE, ULVER and various artists covering LUSTMORD)


No, this is not my Roadburn merch haul! It's just some of it released recent enough to fall under my review directive that I'm talking about everything purchased in the same year it came out. I've also bought stuff from Five The Hierophant, Wyatt E., White Hills, Claudio Simonetti's Goblin... but to include all that would be too excessive. Oh, and there's also a tape I am going to review later in the according series...
Two of these records however could have been bought at Roadburn, if I hadn't already pre-ordered them before anyway.






ULVER - So Falls The World - Live At Roadburn 2017 (transparent blue 10" vinyl) (2022)

Let's start with the official special release for this Roadburn: Unfortunately not a full album, but still a great item is this ten inch record by Ulver with three tracks from their mind-blowing 2017 performance, where they played "The Assassination Of Julius Caesar" in full.

The nine-minute rendition of "So Falls The World", including a great atmospheric piano intro alone makes this worthwhile. Pure bliss! The B side features "Transverberation" and "1969". Both also great, albeit it really makes you wish there was more.










NEPTUNIAN MAXIMALISM AND ITS SUPERNOVA ARKESTRA - Set Chaos To The Heart Of The Moon - Live At Roadburn 2021 (CD+DVD) (2022)

After Gggolddd's "This Shame Should Not Be Mine" now my other favorite performance from last year's Roadburn Redux has been released on CD (vinyl version to follow later). Not a studio version, but the pure live performance of Neptunian Maximalism's "Set Chaos To The Heart Of The Moon", because what else would you want? As usual with this band you can now experience the spiritual jazz drone doom psychedelic larger than life extravaganza with a beautiful artwork and catchy song titles like "ZÂR : Empowering The Phurba : Éon Phanérozoïque" or "Ol SONUF VAORESAJI ! La Sixième Extinction de Masse : Le Génocide Anthropocène".
On top of that the digipak includes a DVD with the complete show as seen on the stream last year, but probably with even better sound. What Guillaume Cazalet and his big band - in homage to Sun Ra dubbed Supernova Arkestra on this release - are touching, always seems to turn into majestic magic of cosmic magnitude. I still love this performance, maybe now even more than thirteen months ago.











TEMPLE FANG - Fang Temple (2LP) (2022)

The good news for more grounded rock musicians who don't want to go as big as Neptunian Maximalism: Four members are already more than enough to create enormously epic and timeless masterpieces. Bad news: Not everyone is Temple Fang.
It feels almost lame to call this year's surprise replacement band of the warm-up show just classic rock, even if you add psychedelic to it. On the other hand it just it what it is: The Dutch quartet doesn't sound like a band which has been playing together for a couple of years, but like a legend from the 1970s.
And to think that the songs on this double album almost were lost due to the change of the drummer before recording it in the studio, is just insane! Luckily they had already played and recorded the material during three seated pandemic shows. So after "Live At Merleyn" here's another Temple Fang live record! Considering how absolutely amazing these one-longtrack-per-side killers are, I wouldn't even mind at all if they just kept doing those. Everything about this - the compositions, the musicianship, the feeling, the vocal harmonies... it's all perfect as it is. Nothing a "proper" studio recording needs to improve. I doubt that there's even any group out there doing this flavour of epic space hard rock better than Temple Fang right now.









LUSTMORD - The Others [Lustmord Deconstructed] (2CD) (2022)

Even though ambient / dark industrial pioneer Lustmord had to cancel his Roadburn appearance, I stuck to my plan to get this tribute double album from the Pelagic Records stand. It features a wide array of artists from the label and beyond, giving us their interpretations of tracks from his 2008 album "Other", his only work to date to feature guitars. There are so many great contributions that it's hard to single only a few out. Bohren & Der Club of Gore, Mono, Jo Quail, Godflesh, Zola Jesus, Årabrot, Ulver... they all did a fantastic job of turning the electronic drones into something that is their own. Considering the genre and the length of the album, this flies by astonishingly fast.
But you know what? I've said all of this before, because I ALREADY WROTE AN EXTENSIVE REVIEW FOR "THE OTHERS" A WHILE AGO ON VEILOFSOUND.COM.










TERZIJ DE HORDE - In One Of These, I Am Your Enemy (smoke coloured vinyl LP) (2022)

"This album explores how entire worlds are created and destroyed - how the powerful shape, dominate, and discard collective realities. Humanity becomes a foam, a frothing chaos constantly collapsing in on itself." Accompanied by a large booklet with liner notes, lyrics, literature recommendations and paintings by vocalist Joost Vervoort and above all the apocalyptic, ecologically aware cover photography, Terzij De Horde are handlig quite an ambitious concept here, especially given that their record only lasts half an hour.
But it works. At the blasting tempo with which the Dutch band is powering through most passages of these only three tracks, this time is indeed enough to get their point across. The album fully confirms what their live performance promised. "In One Of These, I Am Your Enemy" is a true global conflagration of unforgiving black metal. Relentless, yet never monotonous. Creative, with grand but not kitschy leads just when you need them, this album leaves nothing to be desired for me. Except of course more of it. But that's how it always should be, right?










JO QUAIL - The Cartographer (swamp green vinyl 2LP) (2022)

If you've read my Roadburn Saturday review (please do, it was an enormous day!), it won't be a surprise that the last album here isn't the least by any means. Ultimately only time can tell, but in terms of importance and influence cellist Jo Quail's neoclassical suite "The Cartographer" is destined to be the standout album of this bunch. The way a classical trained musician with plenty of experience in rock, metal and experimental music has put together a piece here, which incorporates all these aspects without falling into any of the traps of the orchestral / modern music fusion is not only remarkable, but to my knowledge doesn't have many paragons. As I've said before the closest comparisons I can hear can be found in the world of soundtracks.
"The Cartographer" is performed by electric cello and violin, eight trombones, piano, two sets of orchestral percussions and two singers. But don't you need guitars, bass and drums to combine this with metal? No, Jo's approach to achieve the heaviness and darkness is a little more sophisticated. There's not one instrument playing the metal part, but still it is there as an inherent part - among many others -, woven deep into the DNA of this remarkable work.
This 45rpm double album - coming in a beautiful gatefold sleeve - demands attention, but rewards it with a unique, dynamic journey that surely exceeds even the expectations of Jo Quail's greatest fans. The triumphant finale alone, just magnificent and bursting with emotion beyond belief, is worth it.
Within the canon of commissioned Roadburn works this is at least as groundbreaking as Triptykon's "Requiem" or the Waste Of Space Orchestra. And the only imaginable reason why this would not put a visible stamp in the history book of modern music - not even pinning it down on genres - could just be lack of resources and/or the lack of sheer talent. Jo Quail has the latter in spades. And after creating a composition like this she doesn't need to prove anything to anyone ever. Exceptional! 






2022-05-15

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2022 • DAY FOUR: Sunday, April 24th

- Sinner get jazzy! Jammer get heavy! -


"I fell asleep in my hotel bed between 3:30 and 4:00 in the morning."

And yet here I found myself wandering through the dunes again immediately after breakfast, sleepy-eyed and saving showering and all that jazz for afterwards. What can I say? The last Sunday of April traditionally is Worldwide Pinhole Photography Day and I had brought a modified Agfa Clack camera filled with expired Redscale film to celebetrate it.


But more of that stuff later in a seperate post...






Speaking about wandering around: I'm happy to say that my footgear game was a complete win and Roadburn didn't become Shoeburn at all. Fuck yes! I actually tried two different worn-in pairs of sneakers for the festival and learned that wearing very flat and thin soles may be the ideal indoor festival solution. Moving from venue to venue you might feel every little stone, but most of the time I'm either standing or sitting in front of a stage anyway. And while doing that I remained surprisingly comfortable and never got any issues like so many times before.

So all my issues almost exclusively originated in... you know what's coming...

CLASHBU... No, let's actually wait with this at least for the coming eighty minutes, which still went smooth and exactly as planned! 





Terzij de Horde x Ggu:ll

Once again the festival day started in the Koepelhal, where The Terminal stage was crammed with amps and two drumkits for a joined Dutch underground show of black metal blasters Terzij de Horde and sludge droners Ggu:ll. The moment the complete mega horde would be assembled on stage however didn't arrive until the finale of the long show, which was quite cleverly structured:

At first Terzij de Horde began with an alternate vocalist, who basically almost functioned as a hype man. Of course this was neither the musical nor the contentual equivalent of Danny Ray welcoming Mr. Sex Machine James Brown, but it seemed to serve as an introduction nonetheless.
From the second song on the signs kept staying on total annihilation with Terzij des Horde raging through their longtracks with enormous vigor and stamina, while their intimidating frontman mercilessly stared and growled the audience down from the edge of the stage.
The transition to the Ggu:ll part of the show came with a smooth intermediate step, as at first only the drummer was switched, so instead of their usual high speed inferno Terzij were backed up by a doom metal drummer's power grooves.

After this track the vocalist left and the guitar and bass players were exchanged, so the crawling evil dirt of Ggu:ll was in charge. You guess how their set ended: Again the other band's drummer came on stage, so now the sludge crushers had to modify their style accordingly, before at last all members of both bands came together to send the audience off with a majestic display of gargantuan blackened doom to end this fantastic double performance.





But now! Time for...

CLASHBURN:
Today the clashes were especially brutal. Even though Sunday is always a little more relaxed - or at least supposed to be - with a shorter overall duration from 14:00 pm until around midnight and one stage (The Engine Room) remaining closed, I ended up completely missing three shows I had been absolutely confident I would at least see good chunks of. Well, in case of the Swiss trio Schnellertollermeier it hadn't been my fault, because the band had to cancel their appearance on short notice.

The next clash however had been staring at me in all its mercilessness all along, but I had just decided to will it away by ignoring it: Solar Temple joining forces with Dead Neanderthals, then Lingua Ignota, then Mizmor with a "Cairn" full album show - of course I'm watching them all! Right?
Well, if there's no break, but all the distance from the Koepelhal to the 013 between them, and you want to be close to the stage, there had actually never been a way to make that work.
And given that I probably would have to cut Mizmor short anyway and there was always a second performance of the Dead Neanderthals (as two thirds of Twin Sister) together with Radar Men From The Moon later, I made my decision.




Solar Temple x Dead Neanderthals

So does this even count as reviewable by me? Maybe I could have stayed for half or two thirds of the show, but the wall of sound created by Otto Kokke on synth, Rene Aquarius on drums and the two Solar Temple guys both on guitar started so promising that I just said fuck it, I hope they'll release that later and left rather earlier than later, when it would probably be much harder to do so.










Lingua Ignota

It's safe to say that Kristin Hayter aka Lingua Ignota not performing in the middle of the crowd, but actually on the Main Stage was a highly anticipated event. Never when I had arrived for a show here so early, did I have to resort to such a far away spot before. Luckily it was still near enough to observe the singer's expressions - and she mostly stood on a pedestal, so I could still take at least halfway decent pictures without dislocating my arm.

The grand piano on stage was a bit of a mystery, as Kristin never sat down to actually play it. It had been "prepared" with stuff being placed on the strings however and then... used as a resonating body for the backing track? I'm not sure what exactly was happening there.

What I know is that her show was emotionally clutching and terrifying like nothing else I had seen over the course of the festival. Even though the feral intensity of screaming and wailing directly into the faces of the audience had been exchanged for a more grand, traditional (and probably also physically more maintainable) approach, the fearsome strength of Kristin's feelings still sent chills through the whole venue. Apart from "Do You Doubt Me Traitor" all songs were live premieres from "Sinner Get Ready", plus the Baptist hymn "Nothing But The Blood Of Jesus". I loved the selection and was stunned by her live renditions of it.
After Roadburn Lingua Ignota toured through North American theaters with this material and on several occasions people passed out. I can totally see why. She just puts so much more into her performance than you can possibly prepare your body for.

My only small complaint about the show would be that whenever there were backing track vocals for cacophonous choir effects, those could have been lower in the mix to focus more on the amazing live voice. But that's it.

And surprisingly that would also be it for me and the 013 this year. Both on the Main and Next Stage I actually only saw one single person performing the whole day. That's a Roadburn stat I'll probably never be able to repeat.










Martina Verhoeven Quintet

In the Paradox you sometimes had to wait in line beside the bar for the room to open, while the artists were still checking sound inside. And since the name "Martina Verhoeven Quintet" didn't exactly give away very much of what was to be expected, I was quite relieved about the little preview of the pace of the coming performance, since the lack of sleep I had last night was now rapidly catching up with me, and if I was going to close my eyes during a show I at least wanted to be shaken up again immediately.

With Dirk Serries (Yodok III, guitar) and Conçalo Almeida (Albatre, now not electric but upright bass) two familiar faces from the previous days returned into my view, while I finally saw my first show with Roadburn regular Colin Webster on saxophone. Completed by Dutch drummer Onno Govaert and of course the band leader herself on grand piano, this ensemble surely went under the radar of most festival guests for being an exclusive jazz act alone.
But holy shit, what a completely bonkers hour of free jazz insanity that was! I won't even try to get into all the details of the craziness which went on here. It often looked as if everyone was giving it all in his/her own seperate performance, each one on a different planet. But miraculously the stars still aligned somehow.
Also, just like during the Zaäar show on Thursday, my subjective perception at this point was heavily altered by drifting into sleep to music which wasn't necessarily meant to swing you into sweet dreams. The special thrill about it this time was that there were no mystical layers, no psych trippiness, no avant-gard black metal influences or any of that jazz embedded into the sound. Nope, this was just pure brain-smashing jazz insanity. The festival claim "Redefining Heaviness" perfectly fit this show in its very own way. Zoning in and out to the Martina Verhoeven Quintet definitely was one of the most transcendent out of body experiences I had during the whole week.









Grey Aura

Most surprise shows so far either had no chance to break up my personal schedule anyway or their announcements just reached me too late to even consider them. The last experience I wanted from Roadburn was to stand in line for a hyped show and never get in, because not enough people left the room in time. Take my advice: If you find the end of a ridiculously long queue in front of you - which luckily happens not nearly as often as it used to during the Patronaat heydays -, just turn around and find some place else where the grass is greener!

But this time everything fit perfectly, so I took my very last chance to attend the Ladybird Skatepark, which due to the construction work around the building wasn't open for the skating public like in 2019, but only let wristbanded people in for the duration of the shows. And other than in the old days there was a (still pleasantly small) proper stage inside now.

About Grey Aura I knew nothing except something with black metal, so the coming show was a surprise in every way. The Dutch band indeed had a lot of fun with the genre, mixing it with all kinds of unexpected influences and even hints of mr. bungleish attitude and jazz. I still feel that there's room to grow in there, but the energy and spirit of this colourful (and not grey at all!) extreme metal show alone made it worthwhile.
I enjoyed most of it and quickly grabbed (and paid for it, no worries!)  their album from the merch table, before I powerwalked over to the Paradox again.





CLASHBURN (reprise):
Seeing Grey Aura had only been made possible by the aforementioned cancellation of Schnellertollermeier's show in the Paradox. And I've already revealed that Lingua Ignota had been the only 013 performance for me. So how the hell did I miss that presumably quite monolithic Twin Sister x Radar Men From the Moon finale on the Main Stage?




Kanaan x RRRags

Well, there was a direct compensatory show in the Paradox, but it started much later now, so the overlapping was just too big, especially since this spontanously arranged "Heavy Jam", featuring members of two bands which had never even met before, didn't seriously seem to offer the option of leaving early.
The line-up for the following seventy-five minutes was: Rob Zim and Ron van Herpen of the power trio RRRags on bass and guitar, as well as Ask Vatn Strøm and Ingvald André Vassbø from Kanaan on guitar and drums!

Any jam constellation with a drum animal like Vassbø demands all eyes on the craziness behind the kit and a very stable bass to balance the madness. That man is just a force of energy, creativity and entertainment, never going for the most obvious solution, keeping himself busy like a hamster in the wheel and just being an impressive show within the show, constantly making the audience grin and shake heads in disbelief.
Meanwhile his performance didn't take away anything from the overall flow and quality of the jam at all.

Heavy it was indeed, but it also found the time to accentuate the power rock with more subdued dynamic passages of blues, Floydisms and fusion. Maybe there was some point around the fifty-minute mark or whenever, where I thought "Haven't we heard that before?" for a minute or so, but overall this masterful and super motivated jam flew by extremely easy, considering it was over an hour of unplanned free-form music.
A welcome compensation for not having seen the full Kanaan show the day before and an absolutely worthy sendoff for Roadburn 2022! 





After staying in the venue for a while after the show, any chance of even catching the finale of the Main Stage soon was gone. I did however enter the 013, which was on the way to my car anyway to see how packed the actually final show of the festival on the Next Stage would be. It was Thou, who had become their own surprise show meme by now, covering Black Sabbath, with a guest appearance of Lingua Ignota for the song "Black Sabbath".
This constellation had already premiered in the Skatepark before and of course promised a wild party. But since folks were already standing in the adjacent floors, I didn't bother to sardine myself inside and left the premises, fully satisfied and overwhelmed by the whole experience once again.


Could I rank this edition of Roadburn? Was it as strong as let's say the in my eyes legendary year 2018?
I didn't feel that it had a conceptual  line as strong as previous years, but that might just have been due to my personal path. Or it might have been caused by the wild mix of current bookings and curation with all the remnants of the never realised 2020 edition and elements being brought over from Roadburn Redux in 2021.
But most importantly: This wasn't even bad at all! I loved the variety and the almost perverse abundance of special performances. I loved just being there and feeling the magic happen. And that was what Roadburn 2022 stood for the most: the relief of finally coming home.

After one year of total utter shit and another one of slowly digging out of it, this festival was a beacon.

Yes, in truth everything  is still fucked and we are all doomed to binge-watch the world collapse. But at least we have this to cope with it. And it means a lot. A damn lot.

Thank you Walter, Becky, everyone, you know who you are, for making this happen!



reviews of the other festival days:

- Burn your burdens in the Temple of Rebranded Ignition! -

- Tumult of magic, turmoil of transcendence. -

- One day you will find me here
Hiding behind the sun with a thousand loaded guns -

- The call of a thousandfold sounds:
Once upon a time in the Church of Cartography -