By Ernest Rockingway Resistance is futile as we enter into the subhuman/more-than-human cluster that is Carbon 9. The Los Angeles five-piece industrial metal machine that would claim your mind as part of its substantial collective. Prepare for warp speed as we review their two albums from within our own hyperspace. First off is the latest album by C9, “The Bull,” a dark and haunting metallic work the besieges the ears and drills to the core of your rain with songs like “My Friend.” It is rich with lyrics that describe deception and betrayal, by those closest. The industrial guita...