Original Visual by aodl

Created by a fallen utopian where understanding teases a cross of the auditory and the brutalist for a harmonious cut of time. It starts with an unwavering assault design of rhythms steeped in original nihilistic contradiction reflection. Belief structures live in sound pulse extremes, up to the towering of this visual immerse. The year has just begun.

Or, a bit more, as proposed by the department:

AODL returns, stripping off up to a decade of dust and decay. This is full throttle throbolectomic harsh noise. Like that restaurant motel pool, but shed of inhibitions. Fallen utopian hymns for fallen utopian times. For fans of flesh and textured wrecks and eighteen nineties noise like the Greeks of old. "You know the ones I mean," says the hedonism bot.

But for real - if you liked the AODL of old and find yourself waking up at the quarter century / half century pole angry and confused, I think you'll like this. It's been fun to plug all this shit and myself back in to the matrix mixer.

Or if you just like some noise that is more like a harsh lava flow than a wall.

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