Recently stumbled across the amazing work of one Leo Okagawa. Like whole-hearted plunge into the sounds of engines and industrial mechanisms, divested of human context. Documentarian approach, deliberate execution. Straight-ahead industrial-strength dirge, heavy on slow, monotonous, low-end rumbling, curdling, burbling. Tasty dips into external concrete sources, wide open atmospheres, rendering grey and grim indulgence in what is, to me, an almost perfect, and perfectly drear, aesthetic.
https://protocell.bandcamp.com/