As one clever lad once declared there is a fine line between genius and insanity, clearly a line Suffering Luna can't quite make out with their glazed eyes; rampantly strobing in and out of bouts of musical consciusness to more psychoactive shadows of warped intrigue, often meshed together for some truelly emblematic listening/mind fucking.
Blood Filled Bong, carries on their strain of opiatic industrial powerviolence via discordianism that was spawned from their full length Self Titled Debut (with their prior splits being early lab test runs), however they have refined their product for a more esoteric integration between listener and speaker.
The overall theme immediately brings warm felt feelings for the cult classic surrealist oddity Donnie Darko, with Blood Filled Bong acting as some mystic audio transplant, shafting the visual mise en scène and unorthodox plot of the film through the dark and unpredictable process of Suffering Luna complete with its drug twinged higher plane of understanding and reasoning.
Its a 16 minutes 40 second release divided into 7 chapters described by the band as "A conceptual journey through six visions conjured by the satanic ritual of smoking from a bong filled with the blood of freshly murdered demons. Visions alternate between megalomania and paranoia, meeting angels and killing cops as the bong reveals each vision in turn. " Themes that really are explored in an occultish atmospheric precision hinged against an unpredictable streak that erupts into bouts of audio violence, cryptic monologues and unadulterated noise.
However even amongst the heavy layers of obscurity it still manages to keep a deep sense of immersion, a solid connection made exponentially more praiseworthy when considering the very absurdist and paradoxical areas of music it overcasts.