Eh, it’s ok I guess… Wish they didn’t shout so much… Why are they so angry?
Alright, guess it is time to try and get a hold of the immensely weird, esoteric, avant-garde, mess that is Jute Gyte. Dissonant melodies, disharmonious rhythms and an overall discordant sound is probably the easiest and most straightforward way of trying to explain that which can not be described. Yet underneath all this hobbled mess of frequencies there is still a fun and playful sound that is truly unique for Jute Gyte. I have heard my fair share of various avant-garde, experimental, esoteric, and overall weird metal, but never have I come across something this dense and varied as the works of Jute Gyte; with a quite large and prolific discography that jumps from slow, discordant guitar lamentations, to weird experimental black metal, to just straight up harsh noise, you can never be sure what you’re going to get with him, except for something bizarre and unique.
Well, what do we have here… Raw black metal with dark noise aesthetics, intertwined to create a horrifying, dark decent into the blackest abyss of sonic depravity. Harsh, dark and uninviting, gnawing on gristle and chrushing bone, Venowl is one of the more rough doom/drone bands. Abandoning any sense of musical structure, melodies and beauty, Gnawed Gristle and Bone achieves a truly horrific, distrubing and macabre soundscape devoid of any concinnity, except for the purity of chaos.
I am everything and no one
We feel nothing and are nothing
Traveling elitists, rejecting weakness
We stand alone, pride does not die
Nothing is true, everything is permitted
Do what thou wilt, shall be the whole law