True Human Trough is the third album in a year from Bell Barrow, who truthfully could have put out one great ep, edited from the three albums and had something special. This time around, the press release claims not unconvincingly, that this album is an experiment in torture Empathy and by the end of it you will know what they mean, I promise you properly tortured ears. The album is apparently the answers given by animals and plants to what they think of humanity, according to Jeremy Moore who is Bell Barrow, who continues to record by himself at SV studios in Washington DC.
The album opens with the noise of Solunar Theory that like a word that combines sun and moon, is a juxtaposition of sounds that don't marry well together, the cacophonous drum solo with weird improv guitar and synths created a wall of background noise.
The Unbirthing Of Jackals takes sinuous basslines, clatter the hell out of it percussion to disturbing places, often out of sync with normal rhythmic patterns, this will jar the senses. True Human Trough is a descent into the pits of diseased minds, what sounds like a noise band improvising while walking off stage guitars, over the drum solo being played by a non-drummer.
Necklace Of Tongues has the feel of being from the 8th circle of hell, diseased rotting corpses abound, nothing good can come from this noise, how it brutalizes your mind, like the brutalities of the world we currently live in, this song and album need to be played full blast, on a loud sound system in Pete Hegseth's prison cell for eternity.
Bloat Stage Infauna is a derangement of the mind and body caused by trying to figure out why you would choose to put this album on a third time, the screeds of noise get more like the tunnel sounds on a too fast tube train, with miasmic droning keyboards and atonal free jazz drumming.
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If only Rites Of Silent Spring was a silent track and gave respite from the wall of noise that is Bell Barrows signature, fret board shenanigans and classic hi-hat work descend into miasmas of gloom and disruptive noise.
Sermons In Deep Ecology has Wharton Tiers style wall of guitars, sheets of percussive drumming from the sub strata, the sounds of listening to the earth in an abandoned mineshaft, decaying and destructive, the bass is 80's fusion jazz and totally out of place, adding to the sense of derangement you may feel listening to this album.
The album closes with Promession/The Last Vital Need is battering anyone still listening into submission, to the banging clattering in your head, that indeed confirms every listeners Last Vital Need to be for this album to end, sooner rather than later, before the total abyss of this going Prog black metal for a finale, becomes an all too disarming reality, as will the tinnitus ringing in your ears at the end of this.
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