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IV - Memoirs of a Machine Girl

by La Torture des Ténèbres

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albinobone La Torture des Ténèbres renders a view of the future through a blackened nimbus of blended sound. Can something be so loud and dark and violent and desperate that it becomes beautiful? I imagine it feels like this to stand on the surface of the sun. Apply some sunscreen and scream to this in your car on the way to work. Favorite track: Enigma of the Intergalactic Canyon.
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Jordan Vauvert IV - Memoirs of a Machine Girl est un album au bord de l'implosion. La Torture des Ténèbres élabore un black metal vertigineux : chaque note de la guitare est un coup de poignard et la batterie est cruelle. Mais ce n'est pas ça qui est le plus terrifiant : c'est cette saturation omniprésente et qui parfois tente de prendre le pas sur tout le reste.

Offrez-vous une pause une fois que vous aurez fini cet album : vous en aurez besoin. Et vous l'aurez méritée.

"Swans upon swans upon swans"... Favorite track: Staring at the Stars to the Sound of Trucks Revving in the Distance.
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Michael Carter This starts off like a blizzard of distortion but underneath lies melody,shoegaze echoes mixed with black metal,post rock.Brings to mind early Deafheaven,Emptiness,Bosse de Nage,hypnotic and very rewarding.
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Raise your glasses in wretched celebration Time has come 'round at last to relinquish the bonds of your rational mind To leave behind your miserable life And descend into the depths of depraved revelry Showering your flesh with filth wrought from unfiltered tar and procreational fluids Substances that you are fully aware will wreak absolute ruination upon your mind and body But yet still you partake in this vile ritual as it is completely beyond your mind's realm of rational consideration to not conform to cultural archetypes of one of your sociopolitical standing in a civilization where acceptance derives solely from feeding the perverse greed of others Your brash gods have become dangerously well versed in the arts of galvanizing your downfall Through harnessing your primordial currents, he compels you into the lifestyle he desires of one of your sociopolitical standing in order to use you against yourself So dire are the circumstances which now face you that you have no choice other than to exhume that which has molded you into an individual so vulnerable to such psycho-emotional exploitation and so disposed to such self-defeating volition
2.
We were cast out into dimensions so infinitely deep We saw things that man was never meant to see We saw planets eaten alive by their own children Children they spent aeons growing and nourishing We saw endless fields of smouldering hives Festering with negligence and disease We saw gods betray civilizations constituted of their own loyal servants Servants who swore to serve no more after witnessing the unimaginable cruelty that was always inevitably to befall them We would wish such a fate on no one Yet to it we have always and always shall be bound
3.
We thought that our civilization would last forever That our volitional patterns would unfold in perfect synchronicity That you and I would stand side by side in the gateway to oblivion But in the eyes of gods, I am a mere reflection A surrogate for the distillery district And from the heavens, a rain of corpses descends To bury all knowledge of my loss Swans upon swans upon swans
4.
No matter what I would do, your exodus would remain as imminent There was nothing that could reverse the floods of time and make it so that I had never done such terrible things deserving of far worse than abandonment I would have never imagined in my darkest contemplations that things would end like this That everything that I had fought for all of these years would fade away into the winds of change That everyone I have ever loved would be taken away from me by circumstances far beyond my control That there would be nothing I could do but watch as my life unfolded into thousands of shattered pieces before me in a field of merciless derision On my knees, I am subject to the cruelest humiliation I have ever experienced before hundreds of people who I once thought were my friends There is nothing I can do but bear witness to the mass migration of my people into the nether as I am left behind in the ruins of my failed aspirations You could not take me with you because I have failed to prove myself worthy of your time and compassion There is nothing I can do but watch as the last train pulls away from the station, leaving me behind in the last place on Earth I want to be
5.
No matter where I was in those years, you were always there for me When my world was collapsing around me and everyone else had fled my side, you were there with me When the nights became unbearably cold and lonesome, you would bring me a spark of hope to hold in the darkness A lone candle to remind me that no matter what happened, I would never be alone When my suffering would grow too much to bear and I would fall to the ground, you were always there to help me back to my feet "Onwards, my love! And onwards!" Your words would echo endlessly in my mind, filling the empty space within me with your time and compassion And onwards I strove hence Through endless dimensions of loss and agony, you were always there to guide me The only one who never betrayed me I knew you were defending me from them I knew you were always fighting to keep me safe as I traveled through the perpetual nether And only that thought would keep me alive In years where I had grown weary with life You were always there by my side I would question as to why you cared for me so What were you gaining from helping me through all this time? Yet deep down, I was too afraid to hear your answer Because deep down, I already knew It's such a shame and such a pity that you aren't even real
6.
If I cannot make you want to be with me, then I will make you out of my own flesh I will tear you out of my very own spine And keep you always by my side If I cannot have you with me, then I will become you And you will never be able to take yourself away from me Flesh intertwined in perfect synchronicity But his time will not linger in perpetuity Like with every other before him, his presence shall soon be replaced He shall be taken away from this place and buried in a catacomb like all the others, a catacomb deep within the recesses of your mind But there are so many other corpses to love and find Black stone of selfishness through white sheets of purity Stains on black sheets that will never scrub away Lysol, scrub away your sanity I have seen visions of things that will never come to pass I have seen photographs of a love that was never meant to last I hold onto your lifeless body beneath a sea of failing stars I howl into the night sky And beseech the gods to rid me of this curse And implore the gods to put an end to my suffering And plead the fates to take me away from this awful place To cleanse me of my centuries of mistakes I beg my savior for one final chance to prove myself to her As she walked with her god through the infinity gate Never to be seen again

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After being presented for the first time on cassette format under the American label Grey Matter Productions, "IV: Memoirs of a Machine Girl", the fourth full length by the Canadian entity LA TORTURE DES TÉNÈBRES, is ready to land with an European edition as well. On this effort, desolate and sidereal passages melt into a retro-futuristic imagery, bringing us back to '30s New York. LA TORTURE DES TÉNÈBRES' funereal omen gazes at the past, warning about a future to rebuild, in the form of noisy and impenetrable black metal, inscrutable to most, therefore to be kept with carefulness.

Tape edition co-released by Xenoglossy Productions and Breathe Plastic Records (Netherlands)

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released April 19, 2019

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