Artist : Cold Cave
Title : Cremations
Genre : Electronic
Year : 2009
Date : 04/2010
Bitrate : VBR kbps
Tracks : 20
Label : Hospital Productions
Source : CDDA
Encoder : Lame 3.97
Length : 48:12 min
Size : 64,10 MB
Tracklist:
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01.Sex Ads 02:08
02.I've Seen The Future And It's No 01:16
Place For Me
03.Always Someone 02:44
04.An Understanding 02:25
05.First Fit 01:44
06.Heavenly Metals 03:58
07.Poison Berries 04:11
08.Roman Skirts 03:06
09.Gates 02:18
10.Cursed By The Cross 03:43
11.Mag Dreams 02:01
12.In A Cave 01:45
13.Love Lets Go 01:05
14.Chrissie Sally 02:10
15.Of All The Summer Murders 02:51
16.Hummingbirds 01:52
17.Rainbow Girls 01:10
18.Love You Forever 02:51
19.Swallow The Sun 01:36
20.E Dreams 03:18
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48:12 min
From Boomkat:
*Absolutely mindblowing album of
layered, distorted and decimated 80's
synthpop meets MBV style sonic
devastation - one of the albums of the
year!* Occasionally artists crop up that
manage to extract tangible yet ambiguous
feelings of darkness while somehow
pushing musical boundaries without pause
for breath. Cold Cave is one of those
artists. His 'Cremations' album for
Dominic Fernow's Hosptial imprint is a
collection of two EPs and one LP
released over the last 18 months,
traversing the darkest shadows of
Synth-Pop, Industrial, psyched Noise,
proto-electronics and wall-of-sound
shoegaze shot through with an
unremittingly sour and hollowed spirit
that has connected with us like little
else this year. The range of comparable
artists runs from MBV to Depeche Mode to
Throbbing Gristle to Coil, but of course
Cold Cave is far more than the mere sum
of its parts and in time has the
potential to become more relevant than
any of those comparisons might suggest.
It is partly this amalgam of influences
that makes listening to this record so
involving as you attempt to dissect
those almost-familiar traces from their
source, but after the second or third
run through you'll begin to accept that
this fella has sucked them up and
processed them with a sense of irony and
affected humour that's all his own. The
beautifully uncomfortable atmosphere of
this record is defined by a liberal
application of caustic noise applied to
everything from glorious synth pop to
Italo-NRG and DAF style industrial
workouts, causing everything to sound
visceral, tainted, shivering and lonely
without ever feeling unneccesarily
overdone. Tracks like 'Mag Dreams' with
sinister Euro-porno soundtracks and
accompanying sex noises aren't done for
puerile value, rather more for the
effect of putting the listener in a
voyeurs position, especially with the
low-quality recording which sounds like
it was made in situ on Cold Cave's
mobile. The chilling horror soundtrack
organs and theremins of 'Roman Skirts'
could be some lost Radiophonic workshop
outing if it weren't for the menacing
sub-bass hum and saturated top end
crackle, while the scoured electro-pop
of 'Gates' makes Alec Empire sound
almost overzealous in it's stoically
camp but darkside delivery. There's
enough here to put you in a very deep
and paranoid coma, and we'd definitely
recommend listening to it loud and on an
empty stomach while slightly high for
the optimal cold and hollow feeling. For
all darkside fiends, we promise you,
this is a record you will come back to
again and again, make the investment now
before you get too depressed to even
turn your computer on. One of the albums
of the year - Immense.
http://www.hospitalproductions.com/