When I go after experiencing a genre of music I go hard. In 2003 I was working as a coffee roaster and in the bowels of that coffee shop I would blend and package the artisan coffee I had roasted that day while the distorted dirge of doom metal blared out of a crappy portable radio. The few coworkers that would venture through the basement would make off hand remarks about the aural sludge that was brewing. I was obsessed with the slowest and most caustic examples of the style I could find. I had read about the legendary band Burning Witch, and while they had already broken up some of their remnants formed the band #khanate . These slow howling songs offended everyone who was nearby when I played it. That kind of made me love it more. I got to be all snobby about art. Man, I love that. I believe the song "fields" on this album is a suicidal love letter to suicide. It's grim stuff and the refrain of agonized vocals howling "I did this for you" is spine chilling. I still find this disc fascinating, it's not pleasant to listen to but it is a cathartic one. I'm going to drift off to the upside down with this on headphones methinks. Good night!
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