If hate had a reverb tail, Tomasz Twardawa would know its exact decay time. My Inspiration Is You - originally self-released in 2004 and now resurrected by Zoharum as part of the GT Archive series - feels like a time capsule of controlled destruction. It’s the twelfth entry in this ongoing exhumation of Twardawa’s uncompromising body of work, and probably one of the most visceral. The fact that the original edition came wrapped in a bandage was not a metaphor but a statement: this music bleeds.

Genetic Transmission has always stood apart in the Polish post-industrial scene - too raw for dark ambient, too abstract for noise, too human for power electronics. Here, Twardawa’s “sound sources: fury, pain and hate” are less emotional triggers than working materials. He sculpts them into dense, metallic structures, as if documenting the slow rusting of his own soul. The Eraserhead voice samples that surface in tracks 1 and 3 aren’t references so much as parasites - remnants of a shared dream of deformity.

The sound is massive yet claustrophobic, a thick fog of frequencies where every hiss feels like a wound and every silence like a withdrawal. And yet, amidst the wreckage, there’s an odd beauty - the kind of beauty you find in decay, in the geometry of corrosion. Twardawa’s compositions never flirt with catharsis; instead, they persist, stubbornly, like a machine refusing to die.

Listening to My Inspiration Is You in 2025 feels like eavesdropping on a past rage that still hasn’t cooled down. Its paradox lies in how personal it is: a document of hatred that somehow speaks of devotion, a mechanical prayer whispered through distortion. Perhaps the title is not ironic after all. Perhaps “you” - whoever that was - really were the fuel that made this machinery scream.

This is not an album that asks to be understood. It demands to be endured - and, if you’re lucky, survived.