��A teaser for their upcoming debut album coming out later this month on Neurot (which I can't wait to get my hands on), the Hoax 7" is the debut release from the powerhouse outfit Corrections House, which features Bruce Lamont (Yakuza, Bloodiest, Circle Of Animals), Mike Williams (Arson Anthem, EyeHateGod, Guilt �f�, Outlaw Order), Sanford Parker (Buried At Sea, Circle Of Animals, Minsk, Twilight) and Scott Kelly (Neurosis, Shrinebuilder, Tribes Of Neurot). Forget any "super-group" nonsense, though. This is simply a band that came together around a shared obsession with a very specific strain of heavy industrial music, in particular drawing from the more arcane, crushing sounds that emerged on the Wax Trax label throughout the 1980s, taking that classic industrial crunch and filtering it through the band members penchants for low-end heaviness and metallic crush, welding sludgy guitars to pounding programmed rhythms and a cold, dystopian atmosphere that feels both familiar and fresh in the hands of Corrections House.

�� "Hoax The System" opens the EP with hypnotic pounding power, a gradually building wall of percussive pummel eventually joined by Mike Williams's acerbic ravings. As with the stuff that he does in The Guilt Of, his delivery has a strong power electronics vibe, a distorted delivery that harshly clashes with the band's industrial metallic dirge, dark doom-laden riffage circling around the relentless Test Dept style drumming, the riffs sinister and foreboding, with a whiff of Neurosis's driving dark heaviness underneath of it all. There are sweeping dark synths, smeared saxophone-like sounds and pounding oil-drum rhythms that surface in the background, and the whole thing transforms into something like a much heavier, more doom-laden Ministry, all droning industrial metal crush, super heavy and utterly bleak, the rhythm becoming almost militaristic at the end. The other song, "Grin With A Purpose" is more brooding, more malevolent, a subdued dronescape that spreads out like a black stain beneath the wrecked blues-tinged riffs and spoken-word delivery. Vague mechanical rhythms appear in the distance, obscured by a heavy fog of whirling volcanic ash and black rain, but then it too transforms into a killer pounding industrial metal sound, equal parts Neurosis and Ministry, dark and deeply threatening.

�� Limited to five hundred copies.