���Following up their split CDR that came out on Ichiro Tsuji's UPD Organization imprint in 2012, Utopia/Decay once again teams up apocalyptic Portuguese industrial sludge outfit Sektor 304 with Tsuji's legendary Dissecting Table project, and the results are as crushing as you would expect, with three tracks from each band. The two bands are a perfect fit together on a split like this, as Sektor 304's pummeling, super-heavy sound owes a huge debt to the punishing metallic heaviness of Dissecting Table albums like Memories and Human Breeding.

���Dissecting Table's side reminds us again why this iconic Japanese industrial project is one of the absolute heaviest in the field, starting off with the frantic polyrhythmic junkyard percussion and tribal drumming of "Ideal Market"; here, Ichiro Tsuji whips up one of his trademark skull-melting assaults of whirling percussive chaos and distorted bass sludge, forming huge loops of hypnotic industrialized pummel that's one of the most psychedelic things I've heard from him. The track drops into thunderous scrap-metal pounding and squirming masses of vermiform electronics, later veering into the ultra-abrasive junkgasm of "Cold Pressure Rank", as crushing pneumatic rhythms surface out of the gleaming sea of drone, and an almost Godfleshian heaviness takes shape at the center of the chaotic scrapescape. Ultra-distorted screams rip through the din alongside mutant screams plated in bio-mechanical chrome, and bits of ritual clank and prayer-bowl whirr stumble out of the chaos, briefly materializing over monstrously danceable drum machines, skittering and slamming into the crushing industro-violence of closer "Blind Despair And Hope". Heavy as hell.

��� Sektor 304 counter with their own apocalyptic vision, moving fluidly from slow, doom-laden industrial dirges where massive sheet-metal rhythms lumber beneath bursts of symphonic horror, an utterly dread-filled atmosphere quickly sweeping across the side as a monstrous clanking death-dirge slowly evolves into the powerful, churning tribal drumming and death industrial heaviness that takes over the nightmarish "Vertical Structure Control". When the band fully unleashes their destructive power, they're one of the only outfits that can match Dissecting Table's grinding, glitched-out sonic violence. Later, the side shifts into subdued ambience, flecked with murmuring bass tones that pulse in the blackness, and it's here that the sinister vocals of Swedish industrialist Martin Bladh of Skin Area/IRM begin to drift ominously through the nuked deadzone drift. The boom of hammered oil-drums slowly rumble, spreading out in martial formation, slowly coalescing into a monstrous, militant heaviness across the final stretch of the side, like some titanic Swans-style power-crush stripped down to its most basic, bone-crushing core, Bladh's menacing whispers eventually replaced by swells of ghastly feedback and factory-drone.

��� Limited to two hundred copies.