Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Snuff - Untitled (2009) (FILTH-13 - Filth And Violence)

A - Phone
B - Kristiina 
C - Metro
D - Stalker
Another bastard item from HE. This time, the filth is literally palpable, while the noise and the horrific release itself however, is just all the more sickening. I don't know which one by comparison is more disgusting. Pleasure  Fluid's SHOW NO MERCY which comes with ripped panties soaked in dirt, blood, urine, and sperm, or this album which is packaged with lubricants and a used condom filled with SPERM and BLOOD. Not only that, but the package the black chrome tapes comes in is smeared with menstruation blood. You decide. I won't be the one who has to sign your waiver. Good Ol' PE from Finland. TY Filth and Violence!

REVIEW BY ZeroBeat (March 26, 2009) (Rated 5 Stars):
This shit is rotten to the core. The tapes are packaged in a sealed black plastic bag which contains a blood smeared hard plastic case which holds the tapes. The package smells like menstrual blood, which it might be. The music itself is lo-fi filth. A concept album based on the 2001 murder of a Lithuanian prostitute in Helsinki. Phone is all brooding shit electronics and warped, sadistic laughter dragging endlessly for 16 minutes. Kristiina and Metro both feature delayed hateful vocals on top of a vicious onslaught of metal abuse and feedback screech. It sounds so candid and convincing I'd be willing to believe it's the murderer himself. Very abuse and very basic. Stalker may be my favorite track. Starting with heavy panting, soon a harsh synth destruction begins and continues for 20+ minutes. Slow modulations and static give the song a sort of trance-inducing quality. Basically a reflection on the previous nihilistic violence and an unsettling end to an excellent release. I hope to hear more like this from SNUFF and the Filth and Violence crew.

Original Description from HE
There’s not a lot of information on this nasty little project, although with a brief search and with my not-so-Sherlock-Holmes deductive skills, it’s fairly simple to figure out those involved. And like most of the PE and Noise emanating from the Finns, you can expect only top quality sickness. This untitled release is the sophomore effort of the project, and it revolves around the 2001 slaying of a Lithuanian prostitute in Helsinki. I told you this would be fun.

Side A of tape one begins with “Phone”, varying tones of raw feedback, some garbled voices that sounds like it could be a taped phone conversation and hiss are pretty much all the track consists of. But the way the feed twists and writhes, it reminds me of the dial tone of a receiver knocked off the base and at 16+ minutes, it’s definitely an endurance test. “Kristina” takes up Side B, lo-fi pedal noise, intermittent feedback and some flanged crunch accompany some vber aggressive vocals that make excellent use of delay.

Side C consists of “Metro” and has more lo-fi filth, but with what sounds like a field recording of females chatting away on a bus ride. I can hear the motor slowing and accelerating, hence the title? At one point the girls laugh and make idle talk, then out of nowhere a blood curdling scream, but the females never miss a beat. It gave me the impression of the twisted mind of the killer as he stalks his prey. The track progresses much along the same lines as the previous one with the same delayed vocals and shit-smeared electronics with some definite heavy crunch in the last few minutes. Side D’s “Stalker” is the perfect ending, the track begins with around two minutes of heavy breathing before anything else happens. Then some abrasive loop (sampled scream or synth, I can’t tell) is added over it and those two sounds repeat over and over for almost 30 minutes until I wanted to kill a prostitute myself.

Contributing as much to the sickness of the sounds within, the traditional F&V Xeroxed art damage insert and j-cards, the two chrome tapes with polybox shells come housed in a sealable black plastic box that was smeared with fuck knows what. There was a packet of lubricant inside, so that’s my hope. Also included in the box, a used condom full of sperm and blood…take that Black Metal bands. I’ll see your “hand numbered in blood” releases and raise you a man-juice. Yes, luckily I read before hand that there was a special prize inside, so I knew to handle with much care. The whole thing is fitted inside a black medical style ziplock bag. This one is limited to only 60 copies, but that’s a lot of spunk and blood.

Review stolen from Plaguehaus.


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