I'm finally getting around to listening to "Psychic Sessions" by the Yellow Swans. I've only listened to the first track, "True Union," and I have to say that it is pure noise-joy.
The song fits somewhere between drone-black metal-Merzbow-industrial-and of all things, pop. The song is so ahead of itself, it's like some kind of giant anachronism. It's alien in its forward-thinkingness - if someone from the future were to send a beacon to us in the present, it might sound like "True Union."
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