(ER066) Ars Sonor & Meklabor – At The Edge of Abyss

What did those poor men and women think when it dawned on them that the labyrinthine passageways they moved through were actually the domicile of the restless Minotaur. What did you think when you looked out that window and in your utopia saw the dark and dreary corridors of this selfsame doomed wandering. What miracle braught this magnificent expression to us. Here on Effluvia, we celebrate the second collaboration between Ars Sonor & Meklabor. These two were meant to collaborate. Both have the strong ability of making incredibly well put together and philosophically teeming work that is entertaining, thoughtful, mystical, and at the same time challenging and bizarre. The two both utilize whatever sounds compliment  one another so that the album feels like one focused vision. The strings of this web are quite fine indeed, and free of pesky spiders, oh and replace the flies with the night sky. I won’t even try to express through my feeble words how these tracks can make you feel, so i’ll simply quote a poet I fancy, Jorge Luis Borges

Now, after so many troubling years

of wandering beneath the wavering moon

I ask myself what accident of fortune

handed to me this terror of all mirrors

Album: At The Edge of Abyss

Artist: Ars Sonor & Meklabor

Bitrate: 192 kbps

Format: FLAC

Genre: Industrial, Rhythmic Ambient

March 20, 2012


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Emanate the residue, my friends. All foundations have dismantled. The veils have all lifted. The stench of rot is in the air. Breathe in the aroma deeply, my friends. You, a fellow secreter of radiance and soul. Let us dissolve reality and float about in the primordial world where everything imaginable comes to pass. Come, transcend the mud by digging into it. My friends, let us bask in the effluvia of it all!






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