Your Brain On Drugs ‎– Oil?

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Sound Of Pig (2) ‎– SOP 312
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Cassette, Album
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Tracklist

1 March To The Beat (Of A Madman)
2 Energy Is Power
3 Biomass Technology
4 Why Do We Always Think Petrol?
5 Burning Ground
6 Burn Hemp Not Petrol

Notes

Your Brain On Drugs is Pete Solo

(below address may be out of date)

Dancing Bear Audio Research
PO Box 807
Warwick
NY 10990
USA

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June 24, 2012
According to the inlay card of this cassette, YOUR BRAIN ON DRUGS is Pete Solo. The cover of this cassette says it consists of six tracks, although there seem to be many, many more - opening with "March To The Beat (Of A Madman)" sharp spiky continuous drum patterns over which synths rumble, burn & penetrate, while a tape in the background keeps telling us "I truly believe" before being chewed up into a textural mess. "Energy Is Power" follows, very minimal guitars thump in slowly, before the total wall of confusion in the background rises up to gain prominence, itself turning, changing, metamorphosizing into dark 'n' deep tones. Some good calm Industrial stuff. "Biomass Technology" is next, with huge sweeps of guitar-generated noise shifting forever in calm rhythm, before suddenly ceasing abruptly. "Why Do We Always Think Petrol?" hums into the speakers from afar, gradually building up like one of DOME's more atmospheric tracks. "Burning Ground" slinks it's way in like the intro to "Uncertain Smile" on a naff tape deck, to end abruptly as the tape ends.
"Burn Hemp Not Petrol" opens side two (I think), distant, complex drum patterns over which phased guitar grunges in molar-grinding spirals. After this, I run out of track titles, so I'll just have to guess. Next up is a complex-sounding, yet atmospheric piece, with what sound like brass instruments forming a strange-yet-attractive fanfare which transforms as slowly as evolution, into something wholy wonderful, an ever-changing vista of sound-image which sounds not unlike some robotic meditative exercise, or the song of cybernetic Aboriginals. Next, and lastly, comes something more widely accessible, drum patterns with thunderous bassy guitar ramblings, rising & falling in the noise maelstrom.

I wouldn't call this an easy tape album to listen to - which may be a good thing in itself - but when it does get good, it's worth more than it's asking price. Not an overall masterpiece. but there are some gold nuggets hidden within - for those of you who like pure Industrial noiseworks - and your life may not be quite so complete without having heard them.

Originally reviewed for Soft Watch.