Hypsiphrone - And The Void Shall Pierce Their Eyes Infect09
Debut album from this one man project from Greece, and a new entry into the Black Plague roster, fitting right in with label mate’s Sewer Goddess in its ability to create innately evil and impure sounds, integrating elements of doom metal, black metal, and dark experimentalism into the pure industrial horror that constitutes the majority of this release.
The result is nothing short of absolute and abject dread; 8 tracks spanning an hour worth of material…an auditory overload that’s completely immersive, and at times overwhelming , where heaving masses of percussive doom collide with shuddering machinery dirge, ghoulish and nightmarish ambience, torturous screams, and cinematic depravity, the sounds layered into a tangled and abstract tapestry of something completely epic and nearly majestic in its scale.
Fans of Gnaw Their Tongues, Abruptum, and “Necrose Evangelicum” era BDN will do well to wallow in the oozing blackness and unbridled malevolence Hypsiphrone has created. Lmtd 500 copies, in 6 panel digipak.
“Part post-industrial prison raped black metal (Abruptum, Gnaw Their Tongues, some Nekrasov), depraved dark ambient and diseased neo-classical (Megaptera, In Slaughter Natives, BDN), and just sadistic and bizarre psychotic percussive violence, there’s absolutely no getting around the criminally insane and malevolent filth perpetrated on this album…horror and twisted minds MUST feed their need with Hypsiphrone!!!!” Hellride Music.
“… a totally out-there amalgamation of black and doom metal, dark ambient, harsh noise, drone, and industrial music, to name a few of the major ones, and it's totally insane. It's an album that demonstrates beautiful atmospheres within such disturbing and dark drones…the fusing of these sounds, at times, is actually a bit jarring and makes for a pretty intense listen as both foreground and background music.” Don’t Count On It Reviews.
“Dark and heavy, far closer to a classic CMI release than anything happening in the current state of anti-music, and supremely spooky, this has all the earmarks of a classic debut that will only gain in stature over the coming years. Essential. Comes in a swank digipak and is limited to 500 copies, so glom yours now." The One True Dead Angel
"...a filthy display of the darkest industrialized ambient can be found fornicating with the most unholy touches of depraved metal in the blackest recesses of the human imagination. A concoction that would force Gnaw Their Tongues and Aderlating main-man Maurice de Jong to stand up, take notice, and then seriously feel threatened." 5/5 Heathen Harvest.