��Dead Existence is the first full-length CD from Alex Nowacki and his nihilistic harsh noise outfit Boar. I haven't heard a lot of stuff from this project, but I did have my skull shredded by the psychedelic harsh noise savagery that he delivered on his Teen Cribs tape that came out on Rainbow Bridge a few years ago. Little has changed since then, the project still hyper-focused on drowning the listener in an ocean of black crumbling static and ultra-distorted amplified chaos; it's not rigidly "HNW" in its execution, but those with a taste for overwhelming electronic wall-noise will find much to fill their skull with on this album.

�� Opening with a short track of pulsating rhythmic electronics, Dead Existence quickly settles into a long stretch of monstrous, deafening power, unleashing brutal harsh noise walls on tracks like "The Dried Socket", "Distant Collapse", and "72nd Death"; these early tracks relentlessly blast one right after the other, eruptions of crushing harsh noise and extreme pedal abuse that rush out of the speakers with volcanic force. The album is filled with these maelstroms of churning, bass-heavy black static, infested with nearly non-stop assaults of intense junk-noise screech and some seriously violent editing techniques, striving towards some sort of mind-erasing trance-state through pure chaos. Once the album gets to the fifth track "Angel Skin Decaying", though, Nowacki takes a hard right into a more subdued, spacious sort of electronic deathscape, layering fluttering distorted bass drones and rumbling low end frequencies with peals of hissing pneumatic distortion and eerie feedback, the sprawl of decomposing sound laced with intermittent eruptions of rhythmic noise.

�� A couple of the tracks that follow pursue a similarly subdued sound, from unsettling noisescapes made up of echoing feedback and smoldering lava-flows of bass-heavy distorted rumble like that found on the atmospheric "The Fragrance That Brought You Back" (which eventually explodes into violent, guttural destruction and skull-melting feedback), to the viscous black boiling HNW chaos and glitched-out horror of "Her Toxic", and back to more of that ultra-heavy, garbled distorto-avalanche found on "Memory Lapse/Fuck/Gone". On the final track "Walking Love Corpse", Nowacki again surprises as he unleashes a firestorm of noise that halfway through makes a sudden transformation into a stunning wash of metallic, almost orchestral drone. It adds up to an interesting combination of crushing HNW aesthetics, brutal cut-up electronics and traces of death industrial creep that constantly shift throughout the album. Recommended.