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Panopticism: Belong​​​/​​​Be Lost

by Feed Them Death

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Belong and be lost In the cage of our zoneless confinement We are words without synonyms or antonyms, shouted to deaf ears that are only prone to labial reading and to the comforting caducity of all their replaceable truths that they think they’ve heard yet no one has ever pronounced. We are a soundless noise piercing the wall of silence to unfold its depth We are the echoing anomaly bouncing between the inexistent borders of an open air cave
2.
Scar? 04:20
Some are sorry for the marks left on the ground behind them yet too obtuse to care about what lies ahead before being wiped out by someone else’s stupidity In front of one’ steps is behind somebody’s shoulder, behind one shoulders is before somebody else’s steps, marching ahead towards the end of times, some politely waiting in line for their time to come. Some refuse to acknowledge yet their mouths grins the static noise of an old recording from a new recital Other pacing other people strides and conjuring potency and no justice and death without a scar? Conjuring fallacy and no intention and life without a scar
3.
Pluto feeds his wealth with tears and fears The mundane corruption of our understanding of the universals Chains our minds to the chair of forgetfulness They keep silent so that death won't wake up and retaliate Or praise the name to exorcize They show reproach for those who don’t want to ascend or climb Because they know they will all fall Fall down
4.
For our dead and for all those who have escaped the pack to hunt alone and hear their howls inside their jaws Away - from the slowness of revenge Our insolence ristored Away - from the sovereign of fate We will roam
5.
Your abandonment is my salvation, Your rejection the rite of my private cult of death Social exclusion is spiritual reintegration A Counter pilgrimage to the ship of fools Dark disorder - moving chaos Head empty before becoming a skull Extradition, Excluded, Existence Extradition, Expulsion, Exile Anti-modernist extradition
6.
“I believe, in fact, that attempts to bring political protest together with popular music, that is, with entertainment music, are for the following reasons doomed from the start. The entire sphere of popular music, even there where it dresses itself up in modernist guise, is to such a degree inseparable from past temperament, from consumption, from the cross eyed transfixion with amusement, that attempts to outfit it with a new function remains entirely superficial. And I have to say that when somebody sets himself up and for whatever reason sings maudlin music about Vietnam being unbearable, I find that really it is this song that is in fact unbearable, in that by taking the horrendous and making it somehow consumable, it ends up wringing something like consumption qualities out of it”
7.
I can seal my lips and reject your body – humankind a malnourished ghost the vision of terror of those you force-fed and gave death to hunts me like a colony of infested parasites molding their descendants into replaceable cells disposable units of unthinkable nothingness Humankind a malnourished ghost a vision of horror for those you exalted and gave words (to) and no sense like a colony of infested parasites molding their descendants into replaceable cells disposable units of unthinkable nothingness I can seal my lips and reject your body – humankind a malnourished ghost The vision of horror for those you exalted and gave words to disgust me
8.
Like a three headed dog guarding the bloodstained path to the dark descent Howling, gnashing, grinding teeth and hopes Making a high trash pile of all The past, present and future the was, is and will be not Cutting through thick skin a blade to rip the ellipse a snake set free to move ahead and let the shell crumble and the world collapse Break the infi / nite
9.
We are one thought away from division, and no actions or words can deviate this trajectory. We are gonna board soon and be gone. Be lost. Belong. Be lost Although existence is nothing, its paradox is to manifest itself. Like the fool emanating from the source madness finds both manifestation and opposition in the world of things and the universe of matter. My diversity its not eccentricity Madness is nothing in its movement of division from the world of things, yet its paradox is to manifest itself and coagulate life. The fool and the devil, same thing as we dissent and coagulate We are one thought away from division, and no action or words can deviate this trajectory. We are gonna board soon and be gone. Be lost. Belong. Be lost
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Evokism II 03:35
11.
Abolition breaks the truth in life, surrounded by pain Dissolution floods and digs the shores of void, coincided by terror Dead is better Cliffs over the abyss death over absence and silence against nonsense Breach without reconciliation Dead is better Driving spite to its limits and to accomplish the final act

about

“Feed Them Death revels in their ability to fuse a variety of extreme music elements into something endlessly exciting” (Metal Injection)

“Features numerous guests, a lovely production, and all the punching riffs in the world" (Invisible Oranges)

“A tutorial on weaving together otherworldly strangeness and the immediacy of unrepentant violence” (Moshpit Nation)

“Easily the most INSANE album I’ve heard thus far this year” (Metal Temple)

“Unlike any other known album, it constantly deviates from established patterns” (Metalnews)

“This album showcases the talent of Void and is an insight into an innovator within the extreme underground" (Ave Noctum)

“Probably the most frightening blur of technical death riff and atonal surges that I’ve heard in quite some time” (Grizzly Butts)

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“The pomp of sovereignty, the necessarily spectacular manifestations of power, were extinguished one by one in the daily exercise of surveillance, in a panopticism in which the vigilance of intersecting gazes was soon to render useless both the eagle and the sun” (Foucault. Surveiller et punir. 1975)

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A solo project by Void, founding member of ANTROPOFAGUS back in 1996 and mastermind behind their seminal full-length “No Waste of Flesh” (1999), FEED THEM DEATH are ready to push the boundaries of extreme metal with their sophomore release. “Panopticism: Belong / Be Lost” is a brilliant example of avant-grind music that expands the band's death/grind roots by incorporating the heaviness of the sludgiest doom, the dark misanthropic speed of black metal, and the most hurtful and disturbing frequencies of drone music together with other experimental noise elements, thus reshaping FEED THEM DEATH's extreme music proposal into something uniquely sick, obscure and avant-garde.

A concept album inspired by “Discipline and Punish” and “Madness and Civilization” by philosopher and social theorist Michel Foucault, “Panopticism: Belong / Be Lost” elaborates on how all outcasts have been excluded and isolated within the borderless prison of the “great confinement”, the method by which society had perfected its grip on humankind by pushing individuality to the margins and labelling the diverse as madman, depriving a vast spectrum of our civilisation of their right to exist, yet exploiting them so they could become lab rats for classification and investigation, or cheap labour upon which they kept building wealth for the few.

The original cover art and layout by Guglielmo Rossi and Bandiera create a kaleidoscopic nightmare of blurred visions and sinister scrutiny that splendidly work together with FEED THEM DEATH's caustic sounds, to convey the claustrophobic confinement of a panoptical society where the maze of intersecting gazes has rendered us all victims and executioners of one another, unwittingly sustaining the mechanism of exclusion of the diverse. “The full implication of the Panopticon as envisioned by Jeremy Bentham in the 18th century had to wait three centuries to be grounded deep in our everyday life, in an age of surveillance technology and social estrangement which could be now aptly referred to as Panopticism,” Void comments. And concludes: “Those who don’t belong are lost: for those who don’t belong we raise our voice in a solitary chant of discord and praise to their individuality”.

credits

released April 17, 2020

All music written, arranged and performed by Feed Them Death, except for:

Theremin in “Scar?” was written and performed by Ays Kura (Die Kur)
“Prescience / Evokism III” is an evokism made possible thanks to Davide Destro (Macabro Dio / LaColpa)
One music sample in “Prescience / Evokism” was composed in 1926 by Theodor Adorno.
One sample in “Lotusbluthen III” was taken from “Lotusbluthen II” by Spite Extreme Wing D:M:, from their first album “Magnificat”

All lyrics written by Feed Them Death, and inspired by “Madness and Civilization” and “Discipline and Punish” by Michel Foucault, except for “Prescience / Evokism III”, which features some of the core concepts of the next album, and was evoked with purposeful prescience.

All vocals shouted by Feed Them Death, except:
“Anti-Modernist Extradition”: Luigi Cara (DeathcrusH, Spell of Decay, Malignant Defecation) + Void
“Presciense / Evokism III”: outtake from an interview with Theodor Adorno
“Dead is Better”: Argento (Spite Extreme Wing D:M:) + Void

Feed Them Death are:
Void (Guitars, Bass, Synth, Drums Programming, Vocals, Production)
That's it.

Music recorded, mixed, mastered and made sense of by Void and Dave Tavecchia at Twilight Studio.
Void + Argento’s vocals, and various other noises, were recorded at Twilight Studio by Dave Tavecchia
Luigi Cara’s vocals were recorded with the help of Giampiero Serra

Original art cover: Guglielmo Rossi
Graphic Design: Gugliemo Rossi / Bandiera
Artistic Producer: Void

Thanks to: Argento, Luigi Cara, Giampiero Serra, Ays Kura, Davide Destro, Guglielmo Rossi, Dave Tavecchia, Sarah, Lily, Bini, Luciano + the team at I,Voidhanger for their help, friendship, skills, support and collaboration.

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NEGATIVE Post-Grind for Anti-Positivist Thinkers.

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