Hands up who likes Circle of Dust? If you raised your hand then you should keep it up for the next question: Hands up who likes Tempestuous All?
Heavy, head bobbing industrial. Picture yourself, if you will, upon a stage dressed in your gloomiest attire. Wires crowd the stage as they snake through amps and sound equipment. The other members of the band thrash about as they produce sounds through their instruments that the older generation would truly consider the works of the devil. Beneath you is a crowd of more than a thousand ranting fans jumping in waves to the sounds of your own doings. The music is so loud that you can barely hear yourself over the electric noise. There is an indescribable feeling of aggression that you manifest through the microphone. This is your life, and this is what they have come to listen to. You sing (scream) the truth.
Tempestuous All gives me that feeling. It lets me escape to another world. I mean God gave us a brain. And I use mine to jump through fantasies that block the gloom of reality. The lyrics make you think. The sound makes you move. This tape is a must for anyone who has ears for the industrial sound and a mind for Ponderings.
Written by Todd Clapp. This review originally appeared on the Flaming Fish Music website.