Dreadnaught by Andy Pickford

VERSION 2 rl. 06/05/2022 as UPC 5056495 119876 for gen. rel.
Ground-up remix/mastering for 2022. All files except 16bit Whole Album file uploaded as 24bit wav.

And Lo, it came to pass that in the second week of August 2020 I got (temporarily) bored with quiet, contemplative music and decided to f*ck over my eardrums by making 4 of the loudest, heaviest brick-shithouses of electronic rock I’ve done in a looooooong time! Because sometimes you just feel like it don’t you?!
I added 2 prettier tracks to give you a break in-between them.

Dreadnaught.
Title track. Now, the thing to bear in mind about the 4 long tracks is they may be big but that don’t necessarily mean they’re clever! I really didn’t want to push the compositional boat out too far, I just simply wanted to space myself several light years out in triple decibels! So, vast hugeness delivered at the speed of a tortoise… yeah :-)
It was intended originally to be a RadioSilence Delta track, but then I realised I hadn’t given myself tinnitus for several months, so did a complete bollocks-to-it 180’ and whacked it up to 12.
Because 11 is only loud enough for guitar players.

Cthulhu’s Dinner Bell.
Now this, boys n gurlz, is what happens when you try to turn it up to 13. It literally tears reality a whole new arsehole and drags you off to Lovecraft Space. Therein, one has to imagine some poor dejected soul standing in the middle of nowhere ringing this enormous bell. Because Cthulhu has not had his dinner and won’t be pleased to find out he’s run out of his favourite biscuits…

Crystalline.
One of the two prettier tracks on here. Because one needs a chill ;-)

Reckoning.
Well this one might leave you with PTSD at the right volume! Honestly, I think if this were to grow any more in enormity it’d slide off the Cosmic Event Horizon and bung up the plughole. Fortunately however, it doesn’t and just manages to return you for another brief chill….

Velvet.
This is the other brief chill :-)

Behemoth.
Blasting off once more for a trip around the extents of your earholes. Like, believe it or not I wasn’t even trying to be heavy with the others; heavy just happened. This one does make a conscious attempt however, then gets there about as well as the others. Judging by the effect at the end, this did indeed slide off into the Great Cosmic Bunghole, whereupon after billions of years of evolution, it became several easy listening tracks, a 3-legged emu and a packet of peanuts.
Tally Ho!

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