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Title: The Angels of Prostitution
Artist: Worms of the Earth
Genre: Industrial / Noise / Ambient
Release Date: May 2008
Label: Bugs Crawling out of People



Album Review

Baltimore based Dan Barrett, the man behind WORMS OF THE EARTH is also responsible for the music blog Wounds of the Earth and after self-releasing a couple of albums never getting to my attention, he found a home at Canadian Bugs Crawling Out of People label led by Squid or IT- CLINGS if that does ring any bells to bring us his first official label release ‘The Angels of Prostitution’.

Enough introduction for now, so let’s start right away with the opening and title track setting up a mood I painfully miss in many of today’s horror movies with a choir of heart-piercing screams, serving as a prelude for the first proper track of the album, which is ‘The Whore’, delivering a compound of pounding beat work and grinding noise cascades, backed by a nostalgic synth melody that could as well be taken from an old C64 game. ‘I watched them hang’ after a short period of rather typical old-school beats and ominous melodies, reveals what’s hiding underneath its surface, a dark and twisted soul, comprising consistently evolving and warped beat massacres while the bells of Jericho play their melody and hissing hi-hats resembling the sound of the grim reaper edging his scythe... or a psychopathic killer preparing his tools for the next coup. With ‘Big fucking Titties or a fuckable Mouth (of the succubus)’ something happens that’s happening almost every time when IT CLINGS, Rock’n’Roll Supergod, king of the Jews and saviour of all mankind, adds one of his cynical monologues to one track…

It’s stealing the show from the music and you’re catching yourself time after time focussing entirely on the words, even though the musical backdrop proves to be an intriguing blend of weird ambience with a casual orchestral injection while being underlined by a deep bass drum. Just one track later, the earth starts to quake by the mangling force of mutilated and tortured rhythmic arrays, tearing away and ripping apart your last piece of resistance under a sky of sullen atmospherics and speech samples. There’s quite some remixes on ‘Angels of Prostitution’, the one on really got enthusiastic about, however, was the DEAD MAN’S HILL take on ‘The Whore’. It almost seems as if he’s employed a little choir to re-create the tracks melodic theme, only on a much more monumental and darker scale that’s sending shivers down my spine, enriched with additional propelling marching drums. Gorgeous remix work! Honestly, ‘Under the Bodhi Tree’ is a track I didn’t expect on this album, as it’s so unlike everything else on this disc, evoking a mystical, in some way magical mood of sorts, seeming like the sonic extension of a philosophical discourse about mysticism. All this is bound to a mesmerizing sequence of organic movements, meticulously crafted to give just the right kind of rhythmical accentuation for the track’s ancient theme. My personal highlight on this record! Absolutely impressing!

‘The Angels of Prostitution’ is a challenging, but by all means worthwhile musical experience. Take your time to explore these sometimes harsh and noisy soundscapes and in return you’ll get a rich fundus of rhythms and atmospheres.


Tracklist

01. The Angels of Prostitution – 1:10
02. The Whore – 5:04
03. I watched them hang – 5:16
04. Big fucking Titties or a fuckable Mouth (of the Succubus) – 6:03
05. Untitled – 4:39
06. Dew falling over the Garden – 5:36
07. Famine wears the Mask of Prosperity – 5:26
08. The Whore (by Dead Man's Hill) – 6:41
09. The Serpents that lick the Dust (by Embodi) – 5:29
10. The Whore (by Dym) – 4:32
11. The Whore (by to Mega Therion) – 4:23
12. Dreams beyond the northern Ocean (Vicious Alliance Remix) – 4:14
13. Under the bodhi tree – 7:44


Line-up

Dan Barrett – All Music & Production, Vocals


Website

http://www.myspace.com/wormsoftheearth


Cover Picture




Rating

Music: 8
Sound: 8
Extras: -
Total: 8 / 10


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