Mark Isham - The Mist

Without expounding on the quality of the titular movie, one can thoroughly enjoy the wailings and oozings of the soundtrack, which retains its menace when seperated from the flickering motion images which birthed it. Our patron spent many a prolix syllable describing the mad swirling dance of Azathoth the demon sultan's army of amorphous pipers, and this Isham character has done an admirable job of capturing a close approximation of it - or perhaps as close as human tongues and hands can produce.
Won't somebody see a lady home?

Portal - Lurker at the Threshold

Perhaps the most mysterious force active in the realm of non-Euclidean death metal, Portal is no merely longer spoken of in hushed tones by the twisted acolytes of forces best forgotten; their growing army of degenerate followers slowly encroaches on more lighted lands. Clad in a tattered and cobwebbed exoskeleton seemingly acquired from long years spent in trapped in dusty attics, Portal finds apotheosis in this era in the form of a man with a broken cuckoo clock where once reposed a hideous inhuman visage.
Be Warned.