Raiser.
13 tracks/27+min. A 2025 release of 2013 recordings. Blankenship/Mumma/Wiese.
Now why the fuck did they sit on this for 12 years? Was the world just not ready for it in 2013? Have we grown bolder? Because this thing is a fucking beast. I dunno...I think it might be the most intense / hellish one yet, but of course I will revisit all of these releases and reappraise.
And this one is FUCKING LOUD!!! (I had to adjust my normal volume.)
I'm going to be incredibly lazy here and cut/paste what I found at Soundohm, because: a) This fucker fried my brain, and b) I fully agree with it. (And c) It's so much better than what I could possibly do.) 😂
"Raiser captures a 2013 Bronson session of Sissy Spacek—Phil Blankenship, Charlie Mumma, and John Wiese—in Los Angeles, channeling an intense fusion of harsh noise and noisecore. The album is a relentless, cathartic experience: shriek-laced blasts, searing electronics, and disintegrating metal fragments, all reassembled into monstrous, meticulously pieced sound collages. The result is sonic destruction made compositional, a full-spectrum assault that melts into jittery static and transformed debris.
Raiser documents a high-water mark in Sissy Spacek's ever-challenging discography—a work that crystallizes everything volatile and deeply considered in the band's approach to experimental noise. Since their inception, Sissy Spacek has been singular in pushing the limits where harsh noise, noisegrind, and electro-acoustic experimentation overlap, carving a space that is both violently physical and conceptually sophisticated. Here, the trio crafts a maelstrom of deconstructed sound: cut-up aesthetics meld with turbulent swathes of feedback, collapsing scrap metal, and abrasive lo-fi textures. Every gesture is subject to sudden rupture or dissolution—sheets of distortion jitter and squall, bass rumbles coagulate into dense fields, and electronic blurts surface through surges of hiss and decomposing signal. Scream fragments are disassembled and rebuilt in real time, locked into churns of sonic rubble with a precision that feels nearly architectural in its brutality.
Yet within this din, the record never loses grip on compositional intent. Raiser's noise is not only primal but planned—each eruption and abrasion mapped within a shifting electro-acoustic landscape, reminiscent at times of The Haters or the abstract onslaughts of Incapacitants. There's a constant sense of oncoming collapse: the music devours itself, only to reconstitute in waves of unexpected form, creating both terror and catharsis in its wake. Sissy Spacek's Raiser is a formidable entry in their catalogue, representing the band at their most uncompromising and unpredictable. For listeners drawn to the extremes of sonic art, it remains a testament to the group's commitment to pushing the boundaries of possibility in noise and improvisation."
I played it twice.