To Discover: MEMBRANE
Membrane’s Deathly Silence: When Noise Becomes a Language
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BURU3vtZ8Pw
Few bands make chaos sound this intentional. For over two decades, France’s Membrane have been carving their own jagged path through the post-hardcore underground, and Deathly Silence, their seventh album, isn’t just a comeback: it’s a recalibration of everything they do best. No fanfare, no gimmicks. Just 45 minutes of tectonic riffs, suffocating atmospheres, and a voice that sounds like it’s dragging itself across broken glass.
This isn’t “aggressive music” for the sake of volume. Deathly Silence breathes like a wounded animal: labored, unpredictable, alive. One minute you’re buried under sludge-laden grooves that owe as much to Neurosis as to Unsane, the next you’re caught in eerie, almost ritualistic soundscapes that whisper before they scream. The noise isn’t layered on; it’s grown, like moss on concrete ; organic, inevitable. You don’t just hear it, you feel it in your molars.
What’s striking is how controlled the chaos feels. After 20+ years, Membrane aren’t just veterans, they’re masters. The rhythms are monstrous but precise, the dynamics sharp as a scalpel. Tracks like “Void Ritual” or “Serpent Tongue” (check the video on YouTube) don’t just hit hard: they unfold, revealing layers of texture and tension that most bands wouldn’t bother with. It’s post-hardcore with the “post” taken seriously: reflective, damaged, searching.
And yes, the influences are there, Breach’s emotional weight, Kill the Thrill’s cold industrial pulse, Will Haven’s lurching menace, but Membrane never sound like a tribute. They’ve absorbed it all into something distinctly theirs. French, sure, but not in the cliché “artsy” way. More like a certain refusal to conform: intellectual without being cold, visceral without being dumb.
Deathly Silence isn’t an easy listen. It’s not meant to be. But if you’ve ever found beauty in collapse, if you’ve ever felt a riff like a confession, this will hit deep. Out via Araki Records, Blind Prod, and a handful of underground stalwarts, the album’s already creeping into the bones of the scene. Grab it on vinyl (because it demands the weight), stream it at your own risk, or dive into the Bandcamp void.
Final thought? After all this time, Membrane aren’t just surviving the underground: they’re still defining it. And Deathly Silence might be their most complete statement yet. Not because it’s loud. But because it means every second of the noise.
Listen. Feel. Survive. Indeed.
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