OF DECAY: COVERED IN SCARS
CD: Desolation House DH0700 
On The Cement
Severed Living Dog's Head
Sick Time Frame
Her Head Was On The Floor
Covered In Scars
Canady ( Dead World / Deathpile / Torture Chamber and many other projects
and collaborations ) returns and he’s very disturbed. His regular
sleep patterns turn into horrific nightmares from which there seems no
escape. Visions so tortuous that therapy of some sort needs to be desperately
acted upon before lose of sanity ensues. Fuck paying big bucks to some
fat cunt in a recliner charging 300 dollars per hour while you talk and
he doodles on his notepad thinking of his next Porche to buy and screwing
his mistress cause his wife won‘t blow him any more. DIY. Do it
your fucking self. So that’s exactly what the big J has gone and
done. Self analysis on the cheap whilst entertaining the masses at the
same time. Two birds. One stone. Job done.
Using vintage analog synths and other out of date / discarded equipment
the Candyman has recorded eight tracks that represent the inner turmoil
he’s gone through whilst asleep. Forgoing the use of any samples…which
would have been cheap and a cop out…or sudden surprises a la extreme
bursts of noise the music is left to build up the oppressive atmospheres
slowly with the precise modicum of sweat inducing tension. For here is
music that attempts to go into the deepest darkest recesses of the mind.
A primeval journey of haunting solitude. Where fear is mans best friend.
The sound sculptures are beautifully realised as they slowly form, patterns
are drawn and shift relentlessly, notes are teased and stretched, visceral
echoes appear from nowhere and all the time the sense of foreboding is
‘Covered in Scars’ puts the ‘D’ into dark ambient.
It is a tour de force of the bleakest kind. One mans nightmares visualised
through music and burned onto cd for the enjoyment of others. Or it could
be that the big J sleeps soundly as a baby and is using poetic licence
to come up with this concept. It matters not in the long run. If this
is the start of an ongoing project I for one can’t wait for the
next instalment. Anyone capable of releasing a piece of work so invigorating
and desolate commands my respect. Sleep well J. May your dreams be forever
shrouded in misery.
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