���The long-awaited follow-up to the excellent Kosmiche Death Worship cassette that these guys put out a few years ago, Starving The Fires is the first in a series of full-length albums further exploring this Portland, Oregon trio's pitch-black blend of abyssal ambience, haunted soundscapery, and rumbling industrial murk. Teeth Engraved With The Names of The Dead weave a dense web of morbid drone, crackling electronic skuzz, and eerie, ominous voices adrift in blackness, constructed from heavily distorted guitar, synthesizer and electronics, which on the surface suggest another version of the black industrial sound that I've been surrounding myself with lately, but in actually ends up becoming something much closer to a kind of ambient necrotic noise. The six tracks on Starving demonstrate a certain amount of restraint, drifting languorously on clouds of softly billowing black fog and washes of white noise that sweep across tracks like "Vital Reaction", swells of static-saturated kosmische sound that slowly swallow the ghostly sampled voices and distant percussive noises that move through the mix, like some tortured take on classic Teutonic space music filtered through the gravedirt production of Tesco-style industrial. There are moments where vicious ultra-distorted screams swoop in across acid-choked blastscapes, joined by the nightmarish sound of a bullroarer-like siren hovering somewhere over the horizon, and it starts to coalesce into a kind of toxic, carcinogenic power electronics, glowing with evil black energy; elsewhere on "Lacerate", they shift into a harsher, less coherent haze of scraping noise that's actually kind of reminiscent of Japanese noise groups like K2 or Pain Jerk, but here that noise is immersed in cavernous reverb, as if this planet-chewing noise is emanating from some deep black hole in the earth. That cavernous, rumbling noise slowly begins to warp itself as the track progresses, and when the far-off rumble of metallic guitar chords starts to appear, the album heads into an even heavier direction. Mournful minor key riffs and eerie, keening notes slowly begin to creep through the mix, like some doomdrone version of a Tangerine Dream soundtrack slowly spinning downward into the inferno. That stuff is pretty fantastic, and the rest of the album goes from that sort of nightmarish droneological misery to some seriously putrid blasts of black noise that fans of stuff like Demonologists and Crown Ov Bone would love, finally closing with the nearly half hour long "When Storms Come", which gloms these waves of majestic orchestral drone and swarming static and deep, vast rumbling layers into an epic howling soundscape. The guys in Teeth Engraved are starting to carve out a really cool, immersive sound that I can't wait to hear more of, and Starving is definitely recommended if you're tastes run towards the more blackened end of the industrial/noise spectrum. Comes in DVD style packaging.