With a name like Central Industrial, you'd expect "Flaring Blue In A Timeless Space" to be an Einsturtzende Neubauten-style exploration of discord recorded live in a mortuary using their standard instrumental set-up of guitar, bass, drums and power tools. In fact it turns out to be a superbly executed foray into industrial music's oft neglected introverted side. Sure, there's no shortage of metal on metal clangour and the atmosphere is, more often than not, as oppressive as as the air before a tornado strike, but this is an album completely devoid of aggression. Gloom-sodden melodies swirl amongst percussion that steadfastly refuses to grate and the effect is surprisingly seductive. Don't get me wrong, I'm overjoyed when a Skinny Puppy song's middle eight consists of someone assaulting a euphonium with an angle grinder, but the hugely under-explored, more serene side Central Industrial have chosen to reconnoitre has produced an album of rare intrigue and beauty.
Favorite track: Wintermute.