The Flying Luttenbachers have gone through a myriad of lineup changes since thr group first took form in the early 1990's, but throughout the entire two-

decade existence of the band, drummer/multi-instrumentalist and Luttenbachers visionary Weasel Walter has consistently remained at the center of this oft-

challenging prog-thrash outfit. Incarceration By Abstraction is the band's latest album, and it's a return to the Weasel-solo incarnation of the

Luttenbachers, with Weasel playing guitar, bass, mellotron, organ, clarinet, electronics, and drums and scoring all of the music himself. The music on

Incarceration was, according to Weasel's liner notes here, originally written specifically for Mick Barr (of Orthrelm/Octis/Crom Tech fame) and Ed

Rodriguez to play, but neither musician was able to record for the album. Weasel's a more than capable musician though, and the eight tracks are a direct

continuation of the hyper-complex "brutal prog" of the previous album, Cataclysm, with insane 1000-notes-a-minute ultrashredding and wall of sound

hardcore riffs over Weasel's bombastic drumming that runs the gamut from free jazz forms to incendiary blastbeats and raging hardcore tempos. If you were

into their crazed fusion of King Crimson, black metal, skronky death metal and Bartok that has defined the last few Luttenbachers albums, you're going to

love these newest jams. The weird conceptual storyline that Luttenbachers albums have been following over the past decade on the Infection And

Decline, Systems Emerge, The Void, and Cataclysm albums is continued here, with the story picking up right where

Cataclysm left off, with this album detailing the rebirth of the Robot from the destruction caused by the conflict between the Void and the planet-

devouring entity The Behemoth. FUcking AWESOME progressive thrash destruction, super dissonant and dizzying in it's complexity yet crushing and aggro - and

it all culminates with what I think is the highpoint of the Luttenbachers' career, the final track "The First Time", a breathtaking prog anthem with haunting

female vocals from Aurora Josephson and deep male singing which sounds like David Bowie fronting a monolithic no wave/New Wave metal epic. The catchiest

Flying Luttenbachers song ever? That's what I think. Weasel is threatening that this might be the last Luttenbacher's album ever, but that last jam shows

that this seminal band has some amazing ideas left to explore, and we're definitely hoping that this isn't the final chapter in the Luttenbacher's

intergalactic saga! Limited to only 500 copies!