This project from a member of antifascist black metal outfit Bull of Apis Bull of Bronze channels the catharsis of their blast-beat liberation rituals into an ambient blend of synths, acoustic guitars, and field recordings that wouldn’t sound out of place on labels like Constellation Tatsu or Aural Canyon.
I'm camping in the woods. The fire is going and I'm heating water for my coffee. The mixed aromas of campfire smoke, warm earth, and pinestraw is intoxicating. This music is so peaceful and meditating, it will transport you to somewhere calm and natural.
This is an amazing album. Hole Dweller posesses that special magic of the Shire. An expression of something good and untarnished in a realm fraught with growing dangers. There's a dreamlike quality that is hard to put into words. Vibrant. This album has fascinated me since I first heard it some months ago. I love the heavy fuzz.
This is the first part of a journey that will not be forgotten.
The thing I like most about this is the anachronistic quality. Despite sounding like an overactive imagination's idea of what symphonic music of a bygone era would sound like, it doesn't disguise it's electronic nature. It doesn't need to. I listen to this and imagine some synthesizerbard in a future dark age bewitching his or her audience with their mastery of ancient arcane devices. Ben Harris