I swear, one could just listen to the Mordant Music label and nothing else these days, the range is that vast. This is the debut album from Vindicatrix, a conspirator and sometimes collaborator of the Baron's. All throughout the breadth of this monster we are confronted by styles which are molested and then utterly decimated by their own virtues, finally being shed like so many insectoid skins. Or was that wings being torn off a butterfly, I don't know the precise variables utilized in the making of this record; part of me does not want to. Electronics are the only constant here, with bursts of violent percussion punctuating drones that can only be termed menacing. I get the feeling Vindicatrix approach whatever audience they coax forth in the most confrontational of ways. As with all things Mordant, there is exquisite packaging to compliment the auditory inferno being loosed. The vinyl is extremely well pressed; it is absolutely VITAL for one to listen to this record as a whole: first the minimally disturbing three part serial 'Something in the night' and then the eight track cd-r. If it's not designed to keep you awake nights trying to index the synapses of your gray matter, I'll be very very surprised.Whoever Vindicatrix is, or are, they have confounded my ears by the very nature of the unconventional almost bastardized rendering given to the sounds which leap forth from my speakers. Mr. Maxted get the concrete billets but this artist here is the very real sound of sanity coming apart in an ever more nuanced, insidious fashion. Cannot recommend this one enough. Viva Mordant Music!