Under-underground noise duo The New Blockaders have been shrouded in a dark mist of overdriven static for more than two decades now. With their radical approach to music they rock The Noise as hard as most contemporary noiseniks and aren?t afraid to challenge them to bring it on a split e.p. or something. Teaming up with some of avantrock?s finest, Thurston Moore and Jim O?Rourke, ?The Voloptulist? embarks on a parade of hymnal hell shredding topped off with the pounding of drumbeast Chris Corsano, who?s unjustifiably absent on the recordsleeve.

Things start off on the downlow with the titletrack, Thurston Moore let?s his stuttering and screeching guitardrones circle through midair, like a bunch of vultures hovering above a tasty bite of chicken guts. The New Blockaders much choose to stay in the background, feeding electronic waste to the track?s core jaws. Not so much an in your face assault as a carefully crafted attack on the insides of your skull.

The O?Rourke part, ?840 Seconds Over?, starts with a cough and what sounds like a minimalistic fieldrecording of moles crawling three feet deep under the soil before a malignant drone starts the voyage through a dense mist of cymbalcrashes and possessed Chris Corsano drumming. It?s his empowering, bestial contribution that makes this grande finale vibrating with dark and tribal energy, the guy should?ve been credited equally, at least. 7/10 -- Joris Heemskerk (10 July, 2006)