Treatment

"The language of terror is dedicated to an endless expense, even though it only seeks to achieve a single effect. It drives itself out of any possible resting place." - Micheal Foucalt, 'Language To Infinity'

The disintegration into madness knows no end. It's cyclic, tantalising, implicitly venomous in its purpose. The comparison may seem slightly far-fetched, but if the panopticon-style prison scenes in 'Midnight Express', following the mental degradation of the dope-smuggling protagonist, were to be an 'arabesque' tale of terror, this would be it, bulging with 'Groundhog Day' style 'What if's and supplications to be released from this crawling, clasping, sliming horror-tedium.

What Edgar Allan Poe would make of 'Deleted Scenes From The Transition Hospital' is an mind-opening juncture. Drawing inspiration from the master of supernatural horror himself, fed through Clive Barker's over-abundance of imaginative frenzy that led to the 'Hellraiser' macabria, The Axis Of Perdition convey imagined terror by making it as immediately physical as inhumanly possible. The tar-stained human condition detritus of their 'Ichneumon Method' debut repelled and enlightened, its barren, synthetic bpm stormblast propelling BM to realms unnavigated, while the claustrophobic, straitjacketed trauma of last year's illucinatory EP spelt a fraction of what was to follow. This is how 'real' their new offering gets. There is no escaping the death-knell atmospherics of opener 'In The Hallway Of Crawling Filth', its creeping stench passing sentence with an ensuing black ice avalance of epic, labyrinthine, desolate riffs. The intolerable auto-de-fe howls on 'Pendulum Prey' trangress the bounds of reality and possibility, challenging reason with the imaginatiove flight of a jazzy-cum-background-porn-music outro that subverts rational codes of understanding.

Numerous reference points to the ambient masters of the genre litter the album. The clunky, processed trawl of 'The Elevator Beneath The Valve' and the hermetic, rusty, dripping hiss of 'Isolation Cubicle' sink to the putrid, murky depths cinematic-horror-ambient luminaries Megaptera have made their own cesspool of disturbing, altered psycho-sexual states. Further in the chasm, 'Entangled In Mannequin Limbs' sounds like a lost 'Dr Who' episode but, rest assured, there's no camp eccentricity about this. The prime instrumental abuse comes in the mind-bending guitar expanses, denser and more adventurous than on 'The Ichneumon Method', that fuel the fantasy, hallucination and madness towards an uncanniness that renders all boundaries uncertain. This, then, is aural hell, an un-gothic version of a Boschian nightmare, seething with corrisive industria.

TAOP will numb your senses yet again, making 'De;eted Scenes...' one of this year's compulsive yet ultimately most mentally taxing listenss. What 'difficult second album' syndrome? Fuck that.


[9.5] Richie Ruchpaul
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took a long time to copy the review, effort would be appreciated. i have Ichneumon and EP but don't have demo.

Thanks for that. unfortunately no one has copies of the demo any more and that includes the band themselves, I suppose that the few people who did receive copies may still have them but again who they are is lost in the mists of time.

This forum is the official one and is used by the band, the other link you posted was from the previous website which was run for free by some very kind friends of the band.

thanks for replying Myklon_B, read what you said about demo on other msg board. listening to deleted scenes album now, but i like the ichneumon album and ep. you like anaal nathrakh? i got 2 blus aus nord's album, think i prefer your side of the supposed split ep.

*throws James into an iron maiden*