So I listened to this album by John Wiese. If you have had a migraine that made sound and enjoyed it, this is the album for you. There were elements of it that I didn't mind. But I found myself drifting in and out of paying attention to it. He seemed to over use that white noise sound. That noise you get between the stations on the radio dial. Not the whiney one. Just the staticky one. Kind of like that noise they play during torture scenes in the Saw movies. It was a far too much of a re-occuring theme throughout the whole thing. If you listened you would know what I mean. It reminded me of if you took a recorder and went outside and just recorded the noises you captured in the universe. Then threw it all into a bucket. Shook it up. And then called that the finished product. The music isn't linear whatsoever. If compositional elements exist, they are really hard to pick up. Maybe I just don't understand this kind of thing. But I also doubt many people do. I understand listening to music that many people don't understand. A lot of people don't understand metal. But I think this kind of music would be even less appealing to the masses. If you want a bunch of white noise with some Fantomas elements backed by a sonic headache, this is the album for you. My experience while listening to this wasn't negative. It was something. Something I don't know how to categorize. Will I listen to it again? Definitely not. Does that mean I hated it? No. It just means I don't get it and don't think I ever will.
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