Hell 2
Hell 2 is not the first album from Austinās Blank Hellscape, but itās certainly the most fully-realized. OK, at least itās the longest. The three-piece nightmare band knocked around the claustrophobic end of the house show circuit for a longish spell but right around pre-ādermic times, the trio of Ethan Billips, Max Deems and Andrew Nogay morphed into a multi-dimensional synapse-snapper with little regard for genre nor their own self-preservation. On that front, Hell 2 was echelons in the making; it would not be an exaggeration to say the writing / recording / editing process was arduous and lengthy enough it nearly took Blank Hellscape out of the game for good.
But before you declare, ābetter luck next timeā, strap yourself in to your favorite listening chair / apparatus and bask in this sprawling double album, to these ears, an uncanny musical & lyrical representation of the confusing, scary and thoroughly oppressive state we currently find ourselves in (not specifically Texas, but yes, Texas, too). I could not be more proud to dub this their long-awaited magnum opus, and not simply because doing so will totally fuck shit up for whoever puts out their next album.
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$23.20Hell 2
Hell 2 is not the first album from Austinās Blank Hellscape, but itās certainly the most fully-realized. OK, at least itās the longest. The three-piece nightmare band knocked around the claustrophobic end of the house show circuit for a longish spell but right around pre-ādermic times, the trio of Ethan Billips, Max Deems and Andrew Nogay morphed into a multi-dimensional synapse-snapper with little regard for genre nor their own self-preservation. On that front, Hell 2 was echelons in the making; it would not be an exaggeration to say the writing / recording / editing process was arduous and lengthy enough it nearly took Blank Hellscape out of the game for good.
But before you declare, ābetter luck next timeā, strap yourself in to your favorite listening chair / apparatus and bask in this sprawling double album, to these ears, an uncanny musical & lyrical representation of the confusing, scary and thoroughly oppressive state we currently find ourselves in (not specifically Texas, but yes, Texas, too). I could not be more proud to dub this their long-awaited magnum opus, and not simply because doing so will totally fuck shit up for whoever puts out their next album.
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Hell 2 is not the first album from Austinās Blank Hellscape, but itās certainly the most fully-realized. OK, at least itās the longest. The three-piece nightmare band knocked around the claustrophobic end of the house show circuit for a longish spell but right around pre-ādermic times, the trio of Ethan Billips, Max Deems and Andrew Nogay morphed into a multi-dimensional synapse-snapper with little regard for genre nor their own self-preservation. On that front, Hell 2 was echelons in the making; it would not be an exaggeration to say the writing / recording / editing process was arduous and lengthy enough it nearly took Blank Hellscape out of the game for good.
But before you declare, ābetter luck next timeā, strap yourself in to your favorite listening chair / apparatus and bask in this sprawling double album, to these ears, an uncanny musical & lyrical representation of the confusing, scary and thoroughly oppressive state we currently find ourselves in (not specifically Texas, but yes, Texas, too). I could not be more proud to dub this their long-awaited magnum opus, and not simply because doing so will totally fuck shit up for whoever puts out their next album.
