Abstract music is extremely difficult to nail. It takes no talent to throw together a vast array of noise and call it an album. I'm sure plenty of folks would call this album exactly that. But they're missing the difference between random sonic disturbances and art.

Omnibael Rain Soaks the Earth Where They Lie (Cruel Nature)

Omnibael tells stories. They're not nice stories, and they aren't going to make you feel better. If they don't terrify you, then you really ought to get checked out. But the grip of those horrific tales is so intense that it's impossible to turn away.

These pieces largely comprise feedback and other manifestations of guitar output, with some (intentionally) inarticulate vocals making an occasional appearance. Not particularly industrial as all that goes, and not nearly so spartan as, say, Einsturzende Neubauten's calmer moments. These pieces lock in and pulverize with a frightening efficiency.

There is no escape. Maybe that's also one of the messages of this music, but I prefer to focus on the fear and brooding engendered by this album. Mindbending in all of the good ways. This one blisters the brain.

Jon Worley