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This track is currently unavailable until revision / modernization but this is an old review of it from 2001 (original here). For released TTMM noise experimentalism check out the free album A Flow of Code.
October 8, 2001
Music appropriate for wartime, The Tleilaxu Music Machine defies easy categorization. An amalgam of styles coalesce to form a dark electronic maelstrom akin to a blunt-edged Brighter Death Now. Equal parts Squarepusher and Burzum, The Tleilaxu Music Machine seems to mock these influences by laying primitive “misplaced” cymbal sounds over a complex beat pattern or processing their heavily distorted guitars to the point that the melodies seem to be emitting instead from a number of lawnmowers.
“Demons of Attack” is an instrumental that develops in a similar way to many of the songs of Throbbing Gristle, early-Ramleh, or other industrial or power-electronics groups. A guitar rhythm is initially heard in one speaker, until a fierce burst of noise breaks across both sides of the mix followed by a collection of processed drums repeating the rhythm. Gradually, additional layers begin to envelope the piece with mutated tempos and harsher sounds, fermenting the sickening march. By now it is clear we are dealing with a different and more complex sound palette than Throbbing Gristle ever conceptualized. The menacing sounds begin to boil over amid what could be a distant hail storm of chains and scrap metal. The violence peaks with an annihilating guitar/synth sound that penetrates and consumes nearly every other tonal or rhythmic element, only to fade out washed over by flange effects.
The Tleilaxu Music Machine provide an aural assault which is nauseating, soulless, and full of paranoia. One pictures rows of mangled corpses gleefully rising again from the battlefield to spread disease and carnage. This band tries to make a giant bowl of entrails appear appetizing. Mmmmm. Give them a listen before they are drafted in an attempt to harness the debasing psychological effects of prolonged exposure to these sounds to use against our bunkered-down enemies.