Southern California-based one-man chaos-mongering audial terrorist Horns of Abomination incarnates with its debut declaration of terror: a first ever self-titled demo tape, and a pristine forewarning that mass destruction will soon unfold its atomic wings and unfurl complete ruin on massive scales. Treading a liminal outer realm of ear-splitting chaos where bestial war metal and pure noise converge into experimental derailment riding the confines of sanity, Horns of Abomination establishes an audial conquest of unprecedented cruelty and destruction. Obsessive, maniacal, barely coherent rhythmic pulsations plumbing a bloodbath of distortion; assaultive, chainsawing guitars creating berserk repetitions against a foul regurgitation of bestial, disemboweled vomits. The dissolving silhouettes of entities like Archgoat, Ride for Revenge, and Von seemingly casting distant shadows across the blasted hellscape, soon vanishing into the realization that any attempt to rationalize such a mindless and degenerate hellfuck is nothing more than a desperate search for cues inside an idiosyncratic utter insanity that has no pathway out.
