Sunn O))) - øøVoid
Some people seem to absolutely love this “band” and defend its useless existence. By “some people,” in this instance, I mean “brain-damaged sheep, easily manipulated by marketing and other such propaganda.” The kind of people who have tattoos of flaccid penises on their foreheads. The kind of deluded oxygen-wasters who have convinced themselves that their own conformity is rebellion, somehow.
I’ve always avoided the ridiculously named Sunn O))) for many reasons, chiefly because my cerebral cortex is still mostly functional. But also because this isn’t actually music. It’s a droning, motionless, drum-less, unbelievably boring scam masquerading as art that the talentless hack Stephen O’Malley uses to separate fools from their money. In fact, everything that O’Malley does is worthless bullshit, and the fact that he claims to be a graphic designer is ridiculous. That anyone actually believes him is infuriating, but that’s how the world works.
Having never heard the original 2000 pressing of this testament to the stupidity of mankind, I was oddly looking forward to reviewing this reissue, if only to destroy it. I sat down and listened to as much of each of these four long tracks (about 15 minutes each) as I could stomach. There is so little going on here that I assume that the vinyl version of this album consists entirely of four locked grooves. I’m disgusted to think that I may have just given someone such an idea.
This review has already given too much space to the unworthy, and I kind of wish I’d just gone with my first thought: Sunn O)))? More like HIVV +)))!
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