Metgumbnerbone - Ligeliahorn album flac

This one definitely needs to be reissued in L.P. or Tape at some point ,,, hopefully

obskyr_records cacophonicjoy This one definitely needs to be reissued in L.P. or Tape at some point ,,, hopefully I can assure you that a reissue is on its way and will be released soon! This information comes from.a very reliable! great!!! give more info about this please!!! any expected date??

cacophonicjoy This one definitely needs to be reissued in L.P. or Tape at some point ,,, hopefully I can assure you that a reissue is on its way and will be released soon! This information comes from.a very reliable!

These tracks are made to be listened to simultaneously in a quadraphonic set up.

timibbitson These tracks are made to be listened to simultaneously in a quadraphonic set up. Excellent idea!

There was a period some time ago where it seemed that the horror industry ever beat on a single button: underground. And from here a lot of products of fluctuating quality but always immersed in the bowels of the earth. But there was already someone in the early 80s who had created a deep&dry sound, more disturbing than ever, that unlike many "historical" industrial records, used free improvisation and "founded" percussions as its most deadly weapons. Nothing hell-on-earth japanoise's walls of sound, or poisonous cacophonies from the death factory,or extremely aggressive attacks by politicians like Grey Wolves or the Blockaders. No rock guitars,disco beats,field recordings,power electronics or other and similar noize instruments. Ligeliahorn from the mighty act Metgumbnerbone was more and nothing at the same time,a record ahead of its years, soon slipped into the most absolute and secrecy cult, to the present times, fading into myth.Four untitled tracks,simply based on various types of percussions(walls,floors,metals,woods,bones,chains,the same bodies of musicians) and fragments of samples that completed the picture, giving him a menacing and sinister aura (portions of instruments like deformed violins and trumpets, voices lost in the deep,hisses,scratches and more). It's the scraping of the Titans against the bronze bars of their prison in Tartarus, the hunter's breath who heels his prey, the myriad of imaginary sounds that only the most impenetrable darkness of an abandoned factory may suggest. All of this and more in one of the most obscure and rare records of the golden age of industrial,magnificent and essential,in only one word: History.