Locrian
Infinite Dissolution

Have you ever tried to imagine the end of the world? What could be there, what could happen, what might swallow the universe in its infinite belly. In case you’re not in the mood for mental trips at night, Locrian have thought it through for you, providing a post-apocalyptic scenario. The new creation of the Chicago group is called "Infinite Dissolution" and it aims to explore what lies beyond the extinction of the human race. A concept album in which it would be too easy to judge the first impression and expect a damned and darkness-laden sound. The truth is quite different because with Locrian, the grossest mistake you can make is to take something for granted. The cover itself is a rather close analogy of their attitude: deconstructing and recomposing. Their music disintegrates and regenerates with cinematic ability in the blink of an eye. This is why there is not only a sensation of terror and alarming anguish for the disappearance of man but a surreal atmosphere to immerse yourself in. Tiptoeing, you savor the emptiness and the vast deserts. Or, as I imagine, total whiteness. A blinding light in which sharp, futuristic architectures slowly appear: the compositions of Locrian.

Echos of anguished screams echo, explosions lost in cosmic nothingness echo, and the glacial atmospheres slice through with deadly sweetness anyone who, on their desolate path, encounters Locrian. A wavering back-and-forth of tumultuous sonic cavalcades melts into the ancestral chaos that "Infinite Dissolution" can offer. Bursts of industrial impetus that exhaust their strength under the weight of drones capable of harnessing the most enveloping noise. Subtly, the sound layers, solidifies, and composes itself into an entity that devours electronic glimpses. Guitars buried under the weight of sulphurous chants overflow into reverberations that offer melodies with a dual soul. One more warm, intended to unravel Locrian's personal thread of Ariadne along a skeleton capable of touching post-rock shores, while the other loses itself in the darkest gazes and presses to carve out a perpetual space in an oppressive background. Sinister sounds and twitters sprinkle psychotropically the ambient of the Chicago band. It is no longer about trying to understand the script on which they act. There isn’t a single one. Creaking and slow atmospheric incursions transport into vast space, where a gentle wind blows away a veil of fog and sand. Nebulous chimes and metallic synthesizers are an indistinguishably necessary soundtrack to showcase the ethereal connotation of female voices that gradually accompany us in the crystalline escalation of poignant harmonies. Despite the annihilation of a total destruction, Locrian's pulse is relentless, where the minimalism of the synth crescendo submerges into waters so pure and surreal.

The journey of "Infinite Dissolution" is solitary, extremely reflective, convoluted, but not for this overloaded with excessive complexity. Locrian skillfully know how to dose their chemical formula that has been constantly placing them at the forefront of the best American realities when it comes to talking about experimental music. Defining them as metal is indeed absurd and limiting. Here, the game is to disappear and transform into futuristic sounds, where if the appearance might bring out a certain robotic and cold vein, the deep heart hides a cyclic emotional regeneration that escapes any definition. It is like observing a Kandinskij, so deliberately imprecise, yet rigorous, with colors and lines intertwining to draw mental landscapes capable of producing the most infinite suggestions. So, "Infinite Dissolution" is a full-length meant to let you close your eyes and embrace its multiform palette without any limitation and barrier. Locrian annihilate conformity, and the result is a dreamlike fusion of the post-whatever world.