Diapsiquir – Virus STN

Diapsiquir – Virus STN – 4.5/5

I should make it clear that I am a fan of experimental music, the bizarre merging of styles no limitation on what I’m willing to try. I want to make this perfectly clear, so you fully comprehend my meaning when I point out that this is one of the most chaotically insane albums I’ve ever heard. This is ‘Unexpect’ taking a stroll through the French slums high on LSD, ranting about the ills of modern man whilst the bowels of hell unfold onto the unsuspecting city; a circus in the underworld with axe-wielding clowns jumping out from the shadows, forcing you onto a horizontal spinning wheel so he can throw knives at you. Except he doesn’t miss.

Trying to explain each instrument would prove a futile task as they shift so rapidly throughout each track, each so vastly different from the last to produce the end result that it is this that should be focussed on. With a core rooted in progressive black metal, and a healthy does of industrial coming through in the form of sound clips – from crying babies to Russian opera singers – the music flirts with trip-hop, ambient, doom and a theatrical tone, resulting in a new twist on the old satanic style, taking the notion to a new, modern setting. The decay of modern society, the anarchic nature of man and the spiralling madness as it all goes out of control; this doesn’t represent Satan as some ethereal construct, or ancient concept of evil, this is for the child beaten by brutish parents or the drug addict vomiting their lives away, and it strikes far closer to home than most in the genre ever could.

The emotional passion in the vocals as he roars his anguished cries feel distinctly human, easily evoking images of a bad LSD trip as he cries to passers by on the dark desolate streets as they ignore his pleas for help; the slow increasing level of insanity as the sudden recognition of the ills of modern man sinks in. The delicate piano melodies giving an atmospheric ambient/neo-classical like feel, the slow trip-hop-like introduction quickly giving way to cacophonies of noise, walls of chaos from the frantic guitars and the petrified drumming, yielding once again to demonstrate nauseating psychedelic rhythms with bombastic synthesizers.

In case it is yet to be made abundantly clear, this album carries a strong word of caution. This is experimental beyond experimental, this is the difference between Mengele’s diabolical experiments in the Auschwitz and the decision to use a different recipe to cook a curry. You probably won’t be able to keep up with the rapidly shifting progressions and on first listen, it may well come off as rapidly shifting tempo’s of noises, but when you are finally able to sit back and enjoy the chaos, the dark dementia of the music being played comfortably lodged in your mind, it all clicks into place. Many of you will never ‘get it,’ but the rest may find themselves coming to welcome this masterpiece of madness amongst their collection.

Highlights: Venin Intemporel…, Diapsiquir, TEST1M5N2O