If you are prepared to exacerbate all of the feelings of horror, bleakness and evil in the world this week, here is your soundtrack.

No other band on earth is capable of creating something like this. Absolutely oppressive, obtuse, slow crawling evilness only portraying the most vile emotions; anger, despair, loneliness.

Khanate�s sound is palpable textbook ratio; output over input is realized in grievous amounts of gain that shake the gonads of Gaia itself. Gong, cymbals, toms; an aluminum necked Travis Bean; three vintage Sunn Model-T 120-150-watt heads; a cadre of 4X12 cabinets; an Ampeg SVT head; various reverb and delay units. Muscle, breath, electricity: Sunn O))) is certainly denser, but Khanate is decidedly darker. Where Sunn crowd riffs together into pure concentrate, Khanate allow the basic elements of structure to separate; extremes are more extreme when they number; aural anvils anesthetize. Physiology has no recourse but to react to sound of this stripe. With Khanate�s latest, Capture & Release, silence is cast aside; two long pieces provide point and counterpoint in a bestial din whose horror factor is increased tenfold with Dubin�s lyrics laid overtop; not a killer�s confessional, but the act itself.

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