Skullflower's 2011 release, Fucked on a Pile of Corpses, is one of the most intense releases I've heard.
Sheer. Yes, sheer. As in pure, as in absolute. This is my description of this release. Very noisy, very intense, and definitely harder than a lot of Skullflower, or Matt Bower in general for that matter. The first track, Hanged Man's Seed, is a great example. Distorted, bizarre beats tremble in the background as shrieks blare out of nowhere and a dizzying throb of guitar pulsates in the background. I just wish it could go on forever.
Something is very twisted and rotting at the core of this, the black soul is edging out and taking over. This release does not hold out hope for humanity or the future, rather it squashes hopes and dreams like it was second nature.
Skullflower has dabbled in the droning, experimental, traditional rock and Ethnic music (hell, all of Bower's projects have) and this is nothing like that. When I first heard this, it's hard to believe this comes from the same mind that brought us such freewheeling, happy-go-lucky Sunroof! releases like Temple Music and Rainbow Electric Sabbath.
Even earlier Skullflower, the dissident, rock band that is was, was nowhere near this imposing, hurtful, and scary. When acting as a team, it seems Bower would often feel at ease just to sit back and create beautiful walls of freeform noise, and this is definitely not a team work, and not beautiful. This is, as I said, Sheer.
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