Utterly bleak drones courtesy of Josh Fraser (Suicide Bomber) and Aaron Sereda (nR). Not quite noise, drone, musique concrete, or really anything recognizable, Fraser/Sereda exists in a formless void of absence and nihilism—gorgeous in its own right. Comprised of three untitled tracks, the CD doesn’t limit itself to any musical or narrative standard. The lack of liner notes or background allows an added level of anonymity.
Half of the opening track’s 15-minute duration meanders in a dusty murk of vibration. There’s no rhythm or melody whatsoever, but the magic is in the mood. This is nocturnal music. Themes slowly evolve over several minutes before the track “climaxes” in a way reminiscent of the spooky vocal paintings from 2001. It’s eerie and alien.
The second track furthers the otherwordly vibes with overpowering sonics and apocalyptic horns. The entire being rattles and shakes as plates shift and earth moves. Fraser and Sereda go for gold with the final track (also the shortest by a solid ten minutes) by opting for complete silence to present the ending motifs. The duo exercise a play of haunted vocals, almost like Robert A.A. Lowe/Lichens dueting with himself. It’s perfect music for the witching hour.