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The latest liminal low-end odyssey from French shape-shifter Maxime Primault's Black Zone Magick Chant entity swaps the screwed alien dancehall of past outings in favor of miasmic subterranean ritual, with compelling results. Born of Incha few very intense sessions, in altered states of consciousness,Inch the three sprawling compositions comprising Voyage Sacrifice ooze in slow, smoke-choked darkness, awash with dungeon groans, insectoid noise, reverbed bells, molten bass, and distant demonic mumblings. Primault speaks of recent creative strategies attempting to Inchdelete time, or escape time,Inch at which these pieces certainly succeed, entrancing the listener in their spiral sinkhole infinity beatless, lightless, limitless. Occasionally a rusted, lurching metronome emerges, infusing a drugged sense of forward motion, but the essence of Voyage Sacrifice is textural and tantric - Inchalmost like some kind of prayer.Inch Chants are chanted; the zone is black. The specter of dub still looms in the disorienting fog of FX and negative space but ultimately these sides exist outside (and deep beneath) any recognizable sonic lineage. This is cultic, questing music, deprivation chamber hallucinations Inchbeyond good and evil, beyond sense and non-sense.Inch This Rorschach enigma dimension is foundational, as Primault admits InchIt's a mental journey. I handled the sacrifice; the voyage is yours.Inch
