Caїna : "Christ Clad in White Phosphorus"

The album opens with some sample of machine like noise,"Torture Geometry" is more of the harder black metal expected from this project. This song is not too over bearing on the blast beats and is pretty hateful, so very timely as this had been hate filled week in the world so good to have music to set the sound track. There is an industrial clanging to "Fumes of God". The songs are short angry spews. The musical value could be called into question due to the very raw and ragged production quality. More experimental ambiance unfurls on "the Throat of the World" which sounds like metal cables being struck as growls are rasped in the background.Other noises begin to build in a chaotic fashion around it. This never turns into a real song. The next actual song is "Gazing on the Quantum Megalith" which has an almost crude punk attack while being more conventional in terms of the form the song adheres to.

It feels like they are diving down into the darker reaches of the sonic world to capture sounds I more commonly relate to as black metal on "God's Tongue as an Ashtray" , but this mix is so crazy and the cymbals ring out oddly over everything, so it is hard to decipher at times. The band claims that this album is a representation of the dystopian nightmare we are already living in, so it's easy to draw this image from what they are creating. There is a blinding blast fest on "Entartete Kunst", only the chanting that sits back low in the mix really adds anything to make this more than a frenzied outburst before the drums break it down. The album is littered with weird interludes some are almost jazz like in the John Zorn like zaniness. The instrumental "Pillars of Salt" feeling to me more like an interlude than a song. "The Promise of Youth" returns them to this raw unhinged form of black metal, that I would say this project has been perfecting, but it sounds like progress is something this album rejects in favor of abrasion. The vocals on this song shift to a more yelled exclamation sometimes going as far as to be sung.

The weirdness that is "Extraordinary Grace" is a long droning prayer of sorts that sizzles over the other worldly static crackling off the edges of this sprawling 11 minute piece of sound exploration. While it explores it never lands on an actual song. The title track is actually lo-fi darkwave, which works as well as any of the other hipster goth revivalists. In fact the vocals are almost as good as Night Sins, I did say almost. This builds into a more industrial pounding as the guitar rings out in the cavernous distance. Four out of the eleven pieces that are listed as song are actually some kind of experimental excursion, so I'll give this an 8.5, because it's angry and they are pretty convincing in their experimentation.