From the found sound, ground-up provenance of lockdown-era extended three-piece jams canvassing psych, drone, dub, motorik and acid in equal measures in the leafy depths of the Perth Hills comes Monotonic’s eight-track swizzled cocktail of sonic poetry, Heavy Metal. If unfamiliar melody betokens the accumulation of the past, the past is always present and the future is always now, Heavy Metal is future retro recherché, time’s livid final flame.