
Lingering Last Drops from Sao Paulo have clearly taken some cues from NIN while refusing to employ the machinery of Reznor's solipsistic rage. On a digital 7'' out now on Ampeater, LLD create some deeply menacing music without raising a single voice above a whisper. "Love Shadow Syndrome" sounds like the putrefaction that accompanies disease and death. The woozy synths swell like a fever, and the guitar riffs sound like they're decaying in your ears. But it's "Light" that shows off the best of the band. A lone snare drum snaps as if played by a quiet maniac. The voice, again, is nothing but a whisper. It sounds shell-shocked, fragmented, drifting as if it has lost its center. The final minutes are incredibly unnerving: a piano falls down a flight of stairs one step at a time while a cloud of digital insects swarm the mix. The intimate horror of "Light" rounds out a nightmarish release from someone who has been listening very closely.
You can download LLD's 2009 self-titled debut from the netlabel Sinewave.
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