THE MACHINIST

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Placed against a cosmic timescale, your lifespan will round down to zero. Against the backdrop of the universe? You may as well not exist. 

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That is the all encompassing ideology that saturates The Machinist. Nothing is here for a reason, and it takes a special kind of arrogance to assume otherwise. Arrogance, however,  is something the human race has in spades. 

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But isn't some kind of fatalistic nihilism. What use is that? Our time is short, and because of this, it's important we make the most of it, bringing us to another core pillar of The Machinist' Ideology: Hatred of anything that wastes this precious time, be it religion, authoritarian control, totalitarianism or racism (and if you're rolling your eyes at the last bit? Jog on sunshine. you're not the people we're looking for. Life is political),

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The Machinist is an extreme Industrial blackened death metal project featuring members of mancunian industrial terrorists NekroDrako (RIP) and black metal old guard Reign Of Erebus, creating a mix that takes influence from the likes of Mayhem, Darkthrone, Emperor, Anaal Nathrakh, Morbid Angel, Deicide and The Berzerker, not forgetting movie soundtracks like The Thing and Alien.

 

The approach is unapologetically rooted in old school extreme metal, but with a distinctly programmed electronic drum sound, making liberal use of harsh soundscapes,  as well as analogue synth swells reminiscent of John Carpenter and even latter day Gary Numan.

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Our debut album, "I Am Void" was initially started in 2018 then put on hold to allow for other musical commitments. The majority of the album was then finished off during the Covid-19 lockdown, a perfectly appropriate time to focus the mind on the frailty of life and our vulnerability against a foe less than a billionth of our size.

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"I Am Void" consists of 10 tracks of uncompromising extreme music. It is a bleak exploration of mortality, infinity, insignificance and what it means to be human in a universe that never had a plan for humanity to even exist, and who's timescale is so vast our own lifespan would barely even register as a statistical anomaly.

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But it's also a celebration of life itself. Against the cosmic  backdrop, life really shouldn't even be here, and it's only through the realisation of our extremely unlikely existence that we can respect and cherish it,

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Over a long enough time scale, literally everything is hostile to us, and even if we did manage to somehow save ourselves from annihilation, evolution is not something we can stop. One day we will simply no longer be human. This is utterly, utterly, UTTERLY inevitable.

 

The idea  that we are alone and isolated on this tiny blueish speck, approximately 93 million miles away from the sun, is not one we like to think about. 

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But it's true. So make the most of it and help each other out. We've not got anyone else, and we're all running out of time.