Black Shape Of Nexus [DE] †
Black Shape Of Nexus hail from the German city Mannheim (even though they are now spread out around different cities). They founded in 2005 from a strong background in D.I.Y and Hardcore. Their music is now firmly routed in the slow and heavy and you can hear influences from ambient/drone music as well as from crust punk and other nasty exploitations of all that is raw. With numerous tours under their belt and a vast number of releases, the band has eaten enough dust to know the deal.
They have played across the continent and have appeared on bills at a host of renowned festivals including Roadburn (2008), which brought the band to the attention of heavy music lovers from far and wide. Exile On Mainstream signed B.SON four long years ago and since then the band has been working to get this new album done, they underwent numerous line up changes, a short-term hiatus, phases of utter productivity and periods of calm too but now the wait is over as Negative Black is finally here.
Recorded in the mild winter of 2011 and twisted into shape at the mighty Tonmeisterei studio, this album marks a new step for Black Shape Of Nexus, carving a path into their foreseeable future. We hope you enjoy Negative Black as much as we do and all 80 minutes of pure sonic assault!
“Nexus”, the centre of something, or a connection, as any dictionary will tell you. Appropriately for Black Shape Of Nexus as the suffocating heaviness of their music functions either way – they can be the centre of your worst nightmares or the connection to all those dark places where you don’t ever want to go. Or both. Pummelling you with painfully slow doom and finishing you off with acrid, harsh drones, B-SON give down-tempo a whole new meaning.
Their discography so far also shows a band not afraid to step outside the established norms, following the staggering doom of the self-titled 2007 debut with a limited edition drone album, the immensely scary Microbarome Meetings. If their records alone are enough to never let you sleep comfortably at night again, wait until you catch them on stage, when all the bitterness and slow-burning aggression of their songs come out in a terribly intense form – the guitars howl, the bass thumps, the keys are hammered into submission and the drums are beaten to within an inch of their sorry lives, all while vocalist Malte Seidel releases his almighty roar like an enraged caged bear would. Escaping easy categorization or stylistic limits, focusing on weight and darkness, B-SON’s black sonic miasma needs to be experienced.
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