The kind of industrial music I enjoy the most is the kind that, when I close my eyes, makes me feel like I’m a cyborg, fresh out of a mech-shop, just repaired by a goggle-wearing, smirking mechano-doctor whose agile hands are caked in equal quantities of grease and blood. I wander a wasteland of scrap metal and sparks, where a random bullet is just as likely to come my way as a drop of rain. Flood Damage takes me there, manipulating mechanical soundscapes that move through triumphant, fist-pumping anthems to carnal, hip-swaying tunes to wire-melting, synapse-smashing stompers. With diverse and refreshing, yet respectfully retro, takes on industrial, this CD opens a window to the sort of world that I want to spend a lot of time in.
–mp (Self-released)