With a title like this and knowing that this is a solo percussion album, one is likely to expect a ritualistic-sounding, primal energy-tapping, wailing and chanting and hitting festival that should either subjugate you or drive you nuts. Instead, what Keiji Haino delivers is a cross between a drum clinic and a soundcheck. Playing a rock drum kit, he moves through very short phrases and rhythmic figures interspersed with stretches of silence, often gradually exploring areas of the kit (snare drum alone, bass and snare drums, bass drum and hi-hat, etc.). Ever heard a CD (or even better, one of those floppy 7"s from the days of yore) accompanying a "Teach Yourself to Play the Drums" manual? Global Ancient Atmosphere often sounds like that. This album has hardly any soul and absolutely no passion. It is dry and extremely monotonous, except for the occasions where Haino moves back and forth between rhythmic and free playing. The man is better known for his thunderous guitar playing, his incantatory vocals, his mesmerizing stage presence, and his overall one-man tribe performances. He has never been an impressive drummer, although he has recorded a few interesting albums revolving around acoustic and electronic percussion. This time around, one wonders what he was going for -- unless there is an instructional manual sold separately. Leave this one to the completists.
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AllMusic Review by François Couture