The third official full-length album from sonic terrorism entity Vessel of Iniquity is upon us and immediately we’re excited to share with you in full the thirty minutes of full-fledged sonic annihilation that this elusive UK-based experimental excessive steel entity has conceived from throughout the deepest abysses of struggling and ache. Behold the total monster under and word that the scary work comes out tomorrow October 7 2022 on CD, LP, MC, and digitally by way of Sentient Wreck (pre-orders HERE and HERE)
A. White and his digitalized excessive steel beast, by no means stop, by no means relent, by no means quit. The reclusive UK musician at all times finds new methods to redefine concern and push his harrowing hypersonic industrial black steel/noisegrind hybrid nearer to the very fringe of sanity, of actuality, and of self. And out of self certainly it feels as if all management has been misplaced. As if it has escaped its confines and became a rogue entity of unstoppable destruction. New methods have been discovered, as it is a undertaking which not often will launch two choices standing on the identical airplane of being. Moderately, Vessel of Iniquity is one which continuously morphs, discovering new methods to morph and sublimate its existence inside new paradigms of complete sensorial obliteration. And on this third providing appropriately titled “The Path Unseen”, Vessel of Iniquity certainly goes down a path it had by no means explored earlier than till now, that considered one of overbearing weight and of abyssal density.
This measure is achieved with the introduction for the primary time ever of eight-string guitars which have added extra dimensions to the crucible, ulterior layers of gravity by way of which to materialize the implosion, as if “Vexovoid”-era Portal, Merzbow, Godflesh, and Reverorum ib Malacht have been funneled by way of an infernal particle accelerator. With this superstructure of low-end frequencies added to the basic VOI substrate of hypersonic pace and hysterical artillery-like carpet-bombing of terror, complete audial suffocation has been achieved because the octaves flip the work downward pointed into the abyss, weaponizing the album into an uncontrolled overflow of molten lead that crushes, buries and suffocates the listener into an inescapable abyss of overwhelming sonic magma.
That is by all means one of the intense, uncontrolled, and implacable releases to have ever appeared within the broader spectrum of what we are able to outline as “industrial steel”. Its reckless use of bone-pulverizing drum machines, mangled black metal-derived fretboard annihilation, harsh noise excoriations, and now, the entombing weight and low-end crush-depth of decrease tunings have yielded a sensorial black gap. An occasion horizon from which no emotion can escape because the senses are rendered numb, sterile, and obliterated by an onslaught of unseen terror and madness.
