Dissimulator

Dissimulator

Artifice Dissolves

20 Buck Spin

With Artifice Dissolves, Montreal’s Dissimulator accelerate beyond the formidable sonic coordinates established by Lower Form Resistance and plunge headlong into a future world where technological hegemony and catastrophic entropy exist in perfect equilibrium. Their jagged sci-fi death-thrash has evolved into an ever more labyrinthine construct, fusing serrated riff matrices and volatile rhythmic architecture into an algorithm-obliterating neural hack. Artifice Dissolves propels itself like an untethered artificial consciousness recursively rewriting its own code, with each movement revealing another phantasmagorical dimension within Dissimulator’s bionic mythology. Razor-wire guitar lines, alien yet familiar, whiplash and intersect at impossible angles whilst the rhythm section drives songs like “Alloyed” and “Neon Metropolis” through perpetual states of intensifying velocity, collapse, and reassembly, creating a surging sense of momentum undeterred by its relentless intricacy. An awe-inspiring convergence of futuristic world-building and unrestrained, unapologetic technical aggression, Artifice Dissolves is a cyborg hallucination of a civilization wasting away in the sunless gutters of its autonomous megacities, the warped fever dreams of an omniscient God-machine, and the malignant side-effects of its cybernetic enhancements. And beneath the album’s dazzling precision and violent thrust Dissimulator maintain a timeless human striving for order and transcendence beyond the technological.

Dissimulator

Lower Form Resistance

20 Buck Spin

Montreal’s Dissimulator will be a new name to most in 2024, but with the release of razor-sharp debut album Lower Form Resistance the band unleash an overwhelming future shock on the auditory and sensory nerves, permanently imprinting on the cerebral cortex with their pulsating unconventional attack. Comprised of a membership with resumes that include Chthe’ilist, Atramentus, Beyond Creation and more, the band executes its jagged sci-fi death-thrash with vicious intricacy. Over the course of Lower Form Resistance’s forty-two minutes, the jarring angular riffs, complex structures and atmosphere of exuberant incongruity meshes acutely with a straightforward momentum and perpetual accessibility at the crossroads where the thrash and death metal scenes began to coalesce and directional potentiality feel limitless. Add to this a Voivod-ian prescience of robotic sentience and technological doom and Dissimulator’s vision makes for total immersion in their world-building enterprise. The off-kilter and adventurous spirit of Lower Form Resistance that manages to sound fresh today while conjuring a certain spirit of ’88-’93 makes the Dissimulator debut a mesmerizingly bizarre and gratifying dose of aggressive alacrity.