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- Brutal Disciplin by Vargdöd
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If the Rancor monster (large semi-sentient reptilian carnivores native to the planet Dathomir) from Return of the Jedi was a DJ, you can bet he’d have a copy of ‘Brutal Disciplin’ in his crate. Any DJ looking to tear shit up would be wise to follow his example.
Hailing from Sweden, Vargdöd is the duo of Anders Karlsson aka Celldöd who runs the Brutal Disciplin label and Jonas Rönnberg aka Varg - the extraordinarilly prolific man at the helm of Northern Electronics, Ulwhednar alongside Abdulla Rashim, D.Å.R.F.D.H.S. alongside Michel Isorinne, and is part of Posh Isolation supergroup Body Sculptures etc.
This tantalisingly gloomy canine themed LP kicks off with the brooding ‘Kennel Murder Case’, where deep, heavy low end creates tension which simmers alongside violent distorted drums until reaching boiling point where it climaxes in shredding noise that’s like jumping into a volcano and surviving. ‘Starved To Death’ is less intense - a superb slab of glacial, slightly dubby downer techno with icy, looping/droning organ backing overloaded drums that work almost as a bassline. The sinister ‘Bitten’ is like being lost in a whiteout in a place where wolves prowl - equalling chilling, paranoia inducing and thrilling when the noise reaches the peak of its intensity and appears to hoover all of the air from the room leaving me gasping for breath.
Underneath, on the flipside ‘Elite Dogs of War’ is comprised of a woody skeletal drums, eerie panic attack bleeping oscillations and shredding percussion that rises and falls like flying splintered metal shrapnel. You’d better zip up and don yer woolies for ‘K9 Warrior’, which is akin to speeding through a harsh winter Swedish landscape being pulled on a sled by the toughest dogs on earth through brutal winds, tormented by the elements of a ferocious snowstorm. ‘No Dogs Go To Heaven’ closes the record in fine style - like a gargantuan, starving 10,000 foot mutant Yeti approaching on the horizon as you watch it decimate villages, paralyzed with fear.
A real cracker of an album - well worth your hard earned.
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