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Review: When No Birds Sang serves as the sonic Venn Diagram intersection between the caustic death-grind of endlessly prolific noise merchants Full Of Hell and their long-time dreary shoegaze companions Nothing. Following previous collaborations with nihilistic post-rock entity The Body and doom-sludge trio Primitive Man, this latest endeavour offers a far vaster musical dichotomy than previous collaborative outings, with melancholic, distorted clean vocals reverberating against howling shrieks and cacophonous walls of overwhelming, near impenetrable fuzz. Echoing the ugliest experiments of Swans or My Bloody Valentine, yet re-purposed, or rather dragged through a mire of broken glass and barbed wire before being vaulted into a deafening echo chamber; this twisted formula of violent vulnerability could best be summarised as post-grind or deathgaze, and offers little help to the uninitiated.