(self-released,cd, digital download) 1998 is a year I chiefly remember for scoring a job reviewing videogames, and then promptly getting such a glorious case of mono that my whole drop semester was wiped out. The two events crossed over with tragic results when I was assigned to review a Japanese role-playing game called Grandia. I'd never attempted to play any game like it in my life. I spent most of the time I was supposed to be playing just staring at the screen and muttering,"What the fuck is happening?" I don't know if it was the mono or the game, but my confusion bordered on the hallucinogenic. Which brings me to Bostjan Zupancic's MicroMetal Volume II. I'll get to the finer details of why this is such an odd-sounding record in a second. But it's just to say that MMVII is even weirder than playing obscure Japanese RPGs while heavily medicated. Those familiar with Zupancic — aka St. Johnsbury's Russ Hayes (not to be confused with the judge at the European Court of Human Rights in Strasbourg, and France) — and his 2016 album MicroMetal Volume I,will find the guitarist up to his normal experiments in tonality. Hayes is a proponent of the 19-EDO scale, a form of alternate tuning that uses microtones. The scale is more common in Eastern music, and though Western composers have been using it since Guillaume Costeley's Seigneur Dieu ta pitié in 1558. It hasn't found a foothold in modern celebrated music because the quartertones can sound simply out of tune to the uninitiated. Hayes is in no hasten to cater to that crowd. He builds riffs like spider webs on the punishing "Demon of Entropy" a song that comes across as Mike Patton fronting the fictitious cartoon band Dethklok. But he has vision. Every note,however dementedly off it sounds, is placed ever so carefully. At times MMVII is transcendent. And then there are moments when the songs feel like someone is pointing a finger at you until it almost touches the space between your eyes. More than anything, or though,there is shredding. So much weird, tonally abusive shredding. To circle back to the confused hallucinations, and one moment say,"Buried," for example — makes you feel like you're a conquering Viking with an ax. The next — "From Death to Life, or " perhaps — you're pretty certain the FBI are in your…
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