SUNNO))) Black One Southern Lord ________________________________________________________
I have just spent the last 20 minutes listening to
this numbing horror-drone, and it’s a damn good thing there wasn’t a
bottle of pills or a razor blade anywhere in the immediate vicinity. You
may have heard Sunn O))) before, and you probably remember ‘em as a the
harmless hum of doped-up insects rustling around in arid alien landscapes. Well, that’s
not what they sound like anymore, Jack. “Black One” is nothing less than
the invocation of demons. All I could imagine while this one flowed like
oily blood into my ears was twisted black shapes with screaming mouths
clawing their way through the floor boards to eat my fuckin’ eyeballs and
suck my heart out of my chest. I am sitting here in a pool of sweat, my
mood is ruined completely, and I feel like crying. This ain’t rock n’
roll, baby, this is mental abuse. Recommended if you’re into anguish and
self-torment, but otherwise, buy a chocolate bar and call your mom or
something, because life’s rough enough already.
I have just spent the last 20 minutes listening to
this numbing horror-drone, and it’s a damn good thing there wasn’t a
bottle of pills or a razor blade anywhere in the immediate vicinity. You
may have heard Sunn O))) before, and you probably remember ‘em as a the
harmless hum of doped-up insects rustling around in arid alien landscapes. Well, that’s
not what they sound like anymore, Jack. “Black One” is nothing less than
the invocation of demons. All I could imagine while this one flowed like
oily blood into my ears was twisted black shapes with screaming mouths
clawing their way through the floor boards to eat my fuckin’ eyeballs and
suck my heart out of my chest. I am sitting here in a pool of sweat, my
mood is ruined completely, and I feel like crying. This ain’t rock n’
roll, baby, this is mental abuse. Recommended if you’re into anguish and
self-torment, but otherwise, buy a chocolate bar and call your mom or
something, because life’s rough enough already.