I received a formidable package from Nostilevo a while back, and this was one of the more trying cassettes it contained. Equal parts morose and harsh, YORK FACTORY COMPLAINT lurch their way through a half hour of mangled industrial beats and oppressive distorted electronics. Initially, the vocals on the first track are an afterthought, hollow and sinister missives shouted at uncomfortable intervals in the late '80s tradition, but far more painful....and eventually far more essential, as those same vocals begin to hold my attention as much as the increasingly chaotic musical accompaniment. The second track is a wall of tortured madness, and the descent starting at about the 8:00 mark is nothing short of brilliant. This shit is dark and uncomfortable.