Sweet, gentle, angelic and mellow. These are words you should never ever use when describing Wolfie Vincent. Their recent album Palm Tree Apparatus is a collage of blistering industrial carnage, gatecrashing your inner peace, and features a screen of white noise artfully arranged into beats. This is not just a middle finger to mainstream electronic, it's a full-on annihilation of the human soul - with beats.
'The Chimney is Alive' really sets the tone for album, with a psychotic siren that's only made more arresting with a distorted drill pleasantries. 'Capital Plaza to El Cajon' sounds like dubstep infused with radioactive waste. 'Hanging Out with Carnies' shows a more sensitive side, in the fact that the distorted facets are shorter chirpy sounds instead of toxic slabs of Beelzebub.
Although there's a certain appeal with this album that I can't explain easily. It's goes to the limit of nihilism and suddenly finds itself back into the realm of acceptable art. Certainly the last few tracks of the album become a lot more varied in their sound combinations, almost mellowing into infectious lo-fi electronic music.
The volatility of this album is occasionally artistic, but extremely unsettling. You may have to challenge your pain threshold when listening, but it's certainly intriguing material.
Rating - 6/10
http://retardedreflex.bandcamp.com/album/palm-tree-apparatus
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