Ply our dissolute temperaments with obscenities, savage bruitings, the clamor of violence and insanity. We have no mouth so you must scream. Noisy stuff here with occasional hard drumming or chattering drum machines moving through a morass of collaged sounds. Fragments by Borges, Marquez, Joyce, Melville, and others. One male and one female voice read the excerpts, which are collaged and intermingled, giving new meanings to the words or stripping them of their meaning completely and reducing them to their audio parts.
Electronic sounds appear adding further atmosphere.
The brain-splatterer in Bomp's release boom comes from Seemen. Their magnificent, eponymously titled disc churns with the industrial psychosis of an LSD trip gone awry. Wavering between horrific noisescapes and neurally impaired, mesmerizing,oceanic atmopheres, Seemen will frighten you. This is the soundtrack to the dark underbelly of your latent, subconscious fears. But fear not, chillen.