The best word I can come up to describe this album - labyrinthine. From the album itself to the songs itself. This album is in some ways a severe corruption of pop music while maintaining all the gnarly-ness, of Daniel Lopatin's past efforts. His OPN project has moved past merely bizarre synth/ambient/electro/vaporwave/whatever and into whole new waters. "Babylon", "The Station" and "Black Snow" are almost undeniably poppy (albeit very twisted) while tracks like "Same" and "Still Stuff That Doesn't Happen" are among the weirdest and harshest that Lopatin has ever produced, here augmented by a sharp and smartly selected group of collaborators like Prurient, Anohni, James Blake and others. It's a real interesting album, one that will take a few more spins to get my head around, but I like it.
For whatever it means, this is the beginning of Corrupted's "Hollow" series. Maybe the clue is in the music? Unlike Corrupted's traditional ultra-slowed down, Spanish-sung, Japanese doom metal this is instrumental harsh noise. Still filthy and angry and depressive but sans vox and also more or less sans metal. Both untitled sides are meant to be played at either speed. The result? Meh. I miss Corrupted's brand of doom, this relatively anonymous harsh noise is fine and all but if I'm listening to Corrupted...well I know what I want. Skippable.

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