Blind Thorns conjures a hypnotic and horrifying dreamscape of sounds that simultaneously pummels and entrances listeners into ecstatic acquiescence. Wordless saccharine vocals, ethereal guitar, and meditative percussion evolve into a brutal growl, crushing riffage, and relentless pounding. The serenity of a deserted cemetery, wind whistling on the breeze, leaves rustling, a train in the distance, images that seem to appear before reality is peeled back and the sound of warped tape and backwards incantations cross fade into an echoic torture chamber. Amorphous yet telepathic and controlled communication between the instruments creates dark impressionistic textures, while still rocking the fuck out with a knowing sense of humor.
To call this rock music would make the most sense, but it is clear from the outset that the influences run deep and wide, and that the musicians have achieved a certain level of mastery and versatility on their respective instruments. There is a mysterious quality to Blind Tohrns sound, like something lies hidden beneath the surface. Tribal rhythms, white noise, and throat singing thrust us forward as if on a cinematic suspense adventure through tumult and foes. Glorious melodies are undermined by disheveled sonic debris, yet still manage to pull the heart strings as they struggle to poke through the mayhem. This is the soundtrack for waking up to the fact that our universe is a simulation and there is no waking up.
Cheap Satanism Records started as a joke. This lead to more jokes. Initially the label was built around a personality and
this personality’s projects. But since, it has become the base of a highly creative game, determined to rule, using force and cunning if necessary. Many things will happen under this banner – 666 projects at least!...more