Confused Voltage is the best track out there at the moment. That's all there is to it. Billowing metalism of the highest order, with tough psycho beats punctuated by immense swelling waves and surges of aural filth, rust and steel.
The discordant metallic passage atop is just ridiculous, somehwere between the aboriginal acid on AFX's Didgeridoo and the distorted industrial madness of the more sinister British Murder Boys work. You have to hear it!
This track is an undulating mass of sound which refuses to get by un-noticed, no sir. Ancient Methods have already brought the medieval dungeon aesthetic through the roof, but this something else. Just as demented, yet way more straight up we-run-through-your-club-in-a-gigantic-bulldozer-and-fuck-you-right-on-your-turf kind of techno ferocity we don't get much of these days. The reverberating hysteria of the lead passage is soooooo refreshingly menacing, simultaneously bouncing all over the room off its own strength, or just plain beating you senseless. It's like an immesurable amount of tubular staggings hit the ground from quite a heigth during the process of dismantling scaffolding. You know, large hollow metal pipes banging against each other, making irritant, clanging noise, and all of it is getting recorded in real time by external microphones. Delicious!
Beeks and Trias, way to go. You have yet to make me sorry for ever buying a tune of yours.