3 out of 5

Label: Trost

Produced by: Martin Siewert (mastered by)

Hm, if it’s over an hour long, features only two tracks – each offering at least 25+ minutes – but only one of those tracks is really worth it, do we consider it a good album?

Frankly: I don’t know.  My experience listening to Melt (over and over and over…) is bi-polar, as I’m absolutely floored by opener ‘Faces Of Fear. Transformed. Melted.’, but then I spend thr majority of the 44 minute ‘Flesh. Transformed. Melted.’ frustrated by its… obliqueness.  Not that I shouldn’t expect some obliqueness from this crew of Lightning Bolt-er Chippendale, Zu-ster Pupillo, and general sax madman Gustafsson, but the track is so stop-and-go between long-winded conversational vocal bits (chattering about nonsense; about Metallica) that my obliqueness tolerance gets reached.  …And then I listen to track one again, which leans heavy on the Lightning Bolt frenzy, but tempered into Zu / Mats jazz freak out territory, and all is freaking forgiven: that track is goddamned noisy bliss.  To be fair, track two gets there now and then, I’m just guilty of wishing the dudes weren’t so outre and would let the freaky-deaky music persist.

Sigh.

Thankfully, we have three star ratings for this.

The vinyl / digital features an extra track, Melted, but this here review is for the two-track disc, so nyah nyah.