After I got in touch with the industrial/noise zine Terror last year, they were kind enough to direct my attention to a couple of Lithuanian industrial projects that really impressed me. One was the group Budrus, whose Devyniems Rytams Au�tant blew me away with it's fusion of evil power electronics and dark jazzy ambience and is still one of the most interesting "power electronics" albums that I've heard in recent years; the other is Girnu Giesmes, which is actually the solo project from Budrus member Laurynas Jukonis. With Girnu Giesmes, Jukonis crafts a kind of monochrome abyssal ambience, apocalyptic dronescapes that are comparable in some ways to the dark abstract guitardrift of Aidan Baker and Troum while descending into darker, more threatening depths of atmospheric dronemusic. On Sau Krastas, the four long tracks are formed from swirling, roiling cloudscapes of black buzz, deep stygian tremors, whirling metallic tones and strange radar pings, shot through with fragments of indistinct melody and muted smears of cosmic synth, with everything moving in slow circular patterns with lots of rumbling low end occurring beneath the surface. It's a dark, hypnotic album that makes me think of hearing Tangerine Dream playing at the center of a massive cloud of grainy digital detritus and hard drive glitch, high above swells of earthquake rumble and random metallic noise. There are some interesting dynamics that Jukonis uses throughout the disc, such as when the first track drops away at the end into a minimal field of muted melody and faint hiss that flows right into the next track. That turns into a washed out dronescape with delayed vocals echoing in the swirling sound, becoming heavier and denser as more massive tectonic rumble slowly surges from below, surrounded by flittering, mechanical noises and layers of looped melody stacked into a thick dreamlike haze of sound. Over on the third track, the sound becomes spacier, with minimal psych guitar and piano streaking over the oceanic waves of granular distortion and deep sub-earth thrum, followed by pure kosimich black bliss, a slow muted freefall through nebulous synthesizer drift and gorgeous melodic shimmer shrouded in darkness, moving through vast space. The last blends this blackened cosmic murk with a raging sea of choral voices and crashing waves of oceanic distortion that end the album with a long blank stare right into the void.

Comes in a digipack.