A limited cassette of bleak, unsettling industrial ambience from this new-ish outfit, who drops some primo black sludge noise on this forty-five minute tape. Dreaded's sound is a vaguely psychedelic brand of industrial deathcrawl, loaded with buzzing phased synths, fluttering underground rumblings that suggest monstrous activities going on deep beneath the earth's crust, fragments of creepy minor key drift that drift above the grinding noisy surface and minimal throbbing synthesizers that spurt out ongoing streams of black kosimiche slime. The murky sound quality gives you the impression of hearing heavy machinery over a great distance, the recording all decomposed and washed out, giving the ominous strains of melody that creep through the rumbling abyssal tremors and fields of buzzing harsh noise a real evil vibe.

Later on, it gets really heavy when grinding ultra-distorted slabs of doom metal guitar appear, so overloaded that they break apart and threatens to collapse entirely, melting down into swells of glitchy overloaded chords. The second side picks right up with this bone-rattling doomdrone glitch-terror, the massive low-end throb crumbling and grinding until it returns back to the subdued mechanical whirr and creaking electronic pulses and minimal deep-frequency drone. One of the last tracks is centered around a clipped drumbeat and bass chord that is repeated over and over, with long stretches of silence between the pounding sample, the sound wandering through a blasted nuked expanse of thunderous aftershocks and air raid sirens and creaking, rattling machinery that finally turns into a corrosive wall of harsh noise at the end.

The sound of Dreaded is the soundtrack to a world devoid of stars, where all of the light has been sucked out, and everything is dead and grey and lifeless, a post-industrial nightmare that's equal parts Navicon Torture Technologies and Throbbing Gristle and some weird strain of damaged ambient doom.

Comes in black packaging screenprinted with metallic silver ink.