- Title: Hypernature
- Artist: Germseed
- Cat. No: LAZCD01
- Format: Limited Edition CD-R
- Initial numbered limited edition of 49, with lino-printed sleeve and booklet, and hanko-stamped booklet and CD-R (copies after #49 will be issued with inkjet-printed sleeve).
- Release Year: 2013
- Order from the Lazarus Corporation shop
Full Track Listing
- in velvet
- sons of bitches etc
- flowers teeth fingers ink
- fistful of ashes
- bone reader
- be ye ready also
Hypernature is cavernous. Each track is anchored like a ship in black swell; its mass crowning the bedrock that houses an underground cathedral.
Minimal, ever descending in order to arise, Hypernature surges through the lower world on guitars and ex-bodied voices, returning only to bestow a plague of sweet kisses on your house.
Hypernature is the 4th CD from Germseed, arriving this time via her homeland, the Lazarus Corporation. Accept and be seized.
Totally loving this recent release from Alice Kemp’s Germseed. A rich, muscular offering in corrosive currents of over wrought hex-eating sibilance. A tar black and growly dose of bass with warm injections of mournful vocal doppelganging the rub, trancing forks sucking you deeper into the daggering dune grass…
Starts in drum hits and revving slurs, nano shunted into a pool of digital lice. Fragmented chords of sparse guitar sprouting the reflective slow-mo’s, curving the brewing electronics and jazz-handed zimmer. A fairly gentle album introduction which sons of bitches vanquishes in amp buzzing halos of evil bass. A dirty bath of rasping wings intersected by a wailing ‘not sure if it's even human’ vox, mirroring the guitar’s contours in semi-opaque suggestion. A really satisfying vibe that leads to the doomically flayed flowers teeth fingers ink. A slow texturised gristle of birched and wasp stung bass, anointed in ritualised gasps that ooze through it all like some delicious half buried invocation.
This intense simplicity bleeds into the strummed chordic beauty of fistful of ashes. A pounding numbness, with spikes of unicorn horned vocals seemingly sucked through bared teeth and grates of tubular respiration. Powerful ju ju indeed clocking in at a satisfying 9 mins plus…
For the penultimate track bone reader, things get more dronal, protracted. Gnarled corridors puckered in tasty fret scraped periodics, a bristling back that’s soothed in a melodic underbelly of spidersilked synth.
The last track be ye ready also ends this excursion in hungry distortion, as shredded cries tear from inside the reverberation with a restrained intoxicating violence. Window rattling frequencies ending in a liminal hymn of shifting embers. This baby certainly burns bright with an unholy visceral beauty that’s begging to be heard.
“Finding a distinctive new “voice” in music never fails to be an exciting experience for me. So much that we hear is obviously derivative and this is all the more disappointing if the music is supposedly in some way extreme. However, as soon as I hit play with Hypernature, I heard something which sustained all the way through the album. The guitars are visceral, the pieces on the longer and slow-burning side, but there's an emotional quality here which elevates Germseed way above any scenester-led noise music and a vocal input giving an almost spiritual feel to what is a very heavy sound.
“I'd like to think this album would appeal to fans of the Japanese PSF bands and Ashtray Navigations as well as, perhaps, the more broadminded admirers of My Bloody Valentine or the experimental extremities of heavy rock. It certainly deserves to do so!”
John Cavanagh, Radio Six International