Tritonic bend sound and space with a descent into chaos on ‘Demiurge’
Emerging once again from the shadows of genre convention, Tritonic return with ‘Demiurge’, a punishing and unrelenting new single and accompanying video. This new belter is a seething, shapeshifting slab of anti-structure that thumbs its nose at predictability, form, and fretted guitars alike.
Tritonic have never played by the rules, but here, they disassemble the playbook entirely. Their self-modified fretless guitars- part alchemy, part sabotage- slide and groan with a kind of wild freedom, dragging sludge and doom through a gauntlet of sonic unpredictability. You’ll find echoes of hardcore’s bark, doom’s weight, and jazz’s fractured intellect, but none are allowed to remain stable for long. This is metal dreaming of entropy, and waking up screaming.
‘Demiurge’ is steeped in tension: philosophical, musical, existential. The moral arc the band references is stretched taut and left to quiver like an overdriven string. Who ensures justice in an unjust world? Tritonic doesn’t offer answers, instead they channel the question into noise, dissonance, and a feral soundscape that sounds like it was recorded halfway between a basement gig and the edge of a collapsing reality.
The video accompanying the track is equally unnerving: a visual tapestry of decay, tension, and ambiguous practice. There’s no comfort here, only confrontation. They present a striking and unsettling tableau: the band members are drenched in a viscous, oil-like substance, standing against a backdrop of molten gold. This arresting image evokes a sense of ritualistic intensity, immersing the viewer in a surreal experience. The combination of the glistening, fluid textures and the opulent golden hues creates a visual paradox, both mesmerising and disconcerting.
‘Demiurge’ is the first blow in their upcoming releases: a jarring, dissonant, and bizarrely beautiful release in its disregard for boundaries. Tritonic aren’t just chasing catharsis, they’re forging it from ruin.