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CADAVER IN DRAG  Breaking And Entering  CASSETTE   (Husk Records)   5.98
Breaking And Entering IS CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE FOR ORDER

The final full-length release from this ramshackle psychedelic noise rock outfit out of Kentucky, which featured Josh Lay from the primitive, low-fi black metal project Glass Coffin. Released as a super-limited pro-manufactured cassette, Breaking And Entering was recorded back in 2009 but only finally surfaced sometime in the past year, the first new batch of stuff I'd heard in ages from this cult Midwestern outfit; this stuff is still as blown-out and ugly as their older releases, but when this tape kicks off, it's with a huge motorik groove that sends this into an unexpectedly krautrocky direction, a discordant hypno-boogie that circles endlessly throughout the track. Almost like a more wretched and wrecked low-fi, no-wave-tinged version of Circle or Religious Knives, perhaps, this pulsating tick-tock psych groove is smeared with warbling keyboard drones and jangling atonal chords, slowly evolving into that shambling, heavy-lidded motorik trance as it stretches out for more than thirteen minutes. Pretty killer, but from there the music starts to more closely resemble the mutant sludge-metal that I remember from their Raw Child album.

The rest of the tape is way more deformed, from shambling brain-damaged noise-punk dirges that resemble a much more discordant and deranged Flipper wandering aimlessly through a thick fog of random psychedelic guitar splutter, bumbling free-jazz horns and gales of howling feedback; to waves of blown-out bass-heavy speakerbuzz and Skullflowery amplifier destruction that undulate over trippy, sky-streaking electronics; to blasts of skull-warping kosmische murk; throbbing, charred power electronics, and violent blasts of snarling noise rock, rabid pig-fuck assaults that unravel into squealing, squawking dirges infested with damaged horn blasts, spastic drumming, gluey riffage, and gobs of wah-drenched guitar noise that eventually lead the song out into an almost Hawkwindian psych-rock finale. Quite a curtain call from this cadre of cacophonous creeps! Limited to one hundred copies.


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