I've recently gotten hooked on this Midwestern duo, which includes one of the guys from the weirdo black metal band Ensepulchered who released a couple of albums on Autopsy Kitchen a few years ago. Demonologists also has it's roots in black metal, but these guys take it to an extreme new level of chaos, going straight into black industrial noise territory with a brand of hellish overdriven distorto-death-worship that pretty much crosses right over into harsh noise. I listen to a lot of ultra noisy black metal-influenced stuff like Wold and Vegas Martyrs and Nekrasov, but the hissing black fog that Demonologists conjure out of their smoking speakers goes way beyond even the skull-shredding din that those bands traffic in. Once I started checking out their stuff, I learned that Demonologists have released a bunch of tapes and cdrs since they started out, some of which were apparently recorded as "scores" for underground punk-porn films. This tape on Waves Of Decay is one of their newer releases, a thirty minute assault of harsh black chaos that sounds to me like an evil-infested version of the hiss-scapes of Werewolf Jerusalem or The Rita, which means that this is seriously abrasive listening.

The first side is a wall of malevolent industrial sound titled "Sermons of Death and Eternal Damnation" , howling vokills drowning in a cacophony of feedback and crashing metal, stretched out chanting and moaning hovering in the background, huge percussive blasts thundering through clouds of Merzbowian scrape and hiss that's imbued with a distinct demonic malevolence. Titanic walls of murky stygian roar rise out of the churning maelstrom of static and submerged blackened drones, and sputtering blocks of distortion threaten to disintegrate your speakers. The death metal-style roars start to appear later on, monstrous vocalizations materialize out of the chaos as huge time-stretched blasts of vokill fury that rip through the wall of rumble and hiss and then recede back into the churn. At the end all of this drops away and is replaced by a muted percussive rhythm, a simple beat beneath some vague electronic noises before it comes to a halt. Intense...

The b-side track "Excrement of the Gospel Grotesque" is more crushing black chaos, a swirling storm of tolling bells, fragments of eerie melody and other mysterious sonic events that are nearly consumed by a massive churning vortex of distortion and low-end rumble and howling feedback, a kind of monstrous HNW possessed with a tectonic undercurrent and fierce lashes of flesh-rending frequencies. Swells of ominous orchestral horns and strings begin to seep up out of the roiling sonic hell-storm, slowly warping within the nuclear fire, joining with droning horror movie keyboards that fade in and out.

These guys create some truly vicious noise that fans of Blue Sabbath Black Cheer and Stalagggh both will appreciate. The tape comes in silk-screened black and silver packaging, and is limited to just one hundred copies...