More Gorenoise/porngrind loaded with anal, fecal, sexual
sadist themed audible vomit and some noise/power electronics assaults worth
investigating.
As of yesterday I’ve been informed that due to the bastards
out there that don’t support bands and labels and stick to their comfort
“extreme” sounds, Degenerate Slime Distro is liquidating and will no longer
stock and trade the really cool rare/self-released projects from so many
independent and unusually great acts. Stop ruining everything by starting small
labels releasing the same shit everyone else does, with no ingenuity, that
saturates everything so that it becomes harder to find the good shit among a
sea of turds!!!! No wonder most shit doesn’t sell. I mean, seriously…How many
Electric Wizards and Baronesses do we fucking need?!!!!!!!
I don’t mean to get emotional, but it sucks to have shit dry
up and disappear simply because people want the same Sarah Lee prefab band.
Take some initiative and responsibility, if you can’t support bands by buying
albums because you’re “broke” but you can afford tattoos and weed then honestly
“in all offense intended” you are a poser.
Anyway, here are some recent releases and great obscure
finds for those of you that actually enjoy the unusual.
Nephilim Subspecies
“The Human Alien Agenda” cassette (Vaginal Apocalypse Productions)
“Holy Shit!!!!” This is some savage and melodic death metal
with some sewer death grind thrown in, I’ve never heard anything like this all
in one place but sure as Hell hope to yet again. The tracks switch back and
forth between deliberately vocally disfigured first hand accounts of alien
abduction/encounters, telepathy, baby and cult sacrifice, and lots of late
night AM radio craziness and BRUUUUUUUUUTAL razoring riffs, sometimes
industrialized black metal with some thrash whiplash, other times it’s upfront
death metal annihilation and very genuine old school DM. The vocals switch
between heavily industrialized sewer vomit grind style and murky black
metal/death metal, but it’s not random, the transition is definitely deliberate
and perfectly executed.
I’m writing this based on a CD advance copy of the cassette
release from VAP which has no song titles or artwork, but please take my words
for it: “This is seriously fucked up and brutal death metal that needs to be
heard”!!!!! There are only 25 copies of this release available so get in touch
with VAP (click on the logo at the top of the page and it’ll take you straight
to them) ASAP!!!! This type of stuff tends to sell out and quickly.
Decomposing Serenity/Vomitoma
split CD (Degenerate Slime Distro)
The first 11 of 30 audio
offenses are courtesy of Decomposing Serenity and YES, there are lots of Anal
Cunt grind fuck madness moments and weirdo/sadistic/off the cuff samples, but
DS does it differently than AC and anyone else that I’ve been assaulted by. The
riffs tend to be decent and the rhythms are infectious like Chlamydia on a
public toilet seat, the vocals can be AC-like or Napalm Death-like and
sometimes both in a single minute long track, thus giving the classic brutal
and sleazy bludgeoning sensation one would expect from the more estranged and
deranged extreme death metal/grind styles. Honestly, I’d have to say that even
if you’re a bit queasy at the thought of AC and similar stuff, the riffs alone
on here…even with Tetris/arcade effects behind them and Donald Duck on meth
vocals, still sell this one. There’s some great shit to be smelled with DS so
get this, crank it, and huff it all up!!!!
The majority of the tracks are gruesome leakage from
Vomitoma, and although they break no new ground in terms of Vomitoma, IT’S still VOMITOMA and that in itself is
enough to stamp it as essential brain rotting corrosive noise. There’s even an
audio clip about some 80-year-old man impregnating a young girl with his “pork
rind dick” so that she births pigs!!!!! Porn, Gore, exploitation, bodily functions,
and so much more run rampant here…. so why don’t you have this yet?
Colostomy
Filter/Elephant Man Behind the Sun/Brownfilled Human Race/Liquified Insides 4
way split “Flood of Filth” (Degenerate Slime Distro)
If you, like myself, are hearing Colostomy Filter for the
first time then you’ll be noticing that the “Sewerplow” man behind the project
has a devious and obscene sense of humor and great skills when it comes to
crafting samples in with decent grindcore metal sounds. Being that this is yet
another brilliant filth score from the same ingenious numb nuts that IS
Vomitoma (Reclusa, Arthropox, and a million other aliases) there is some
similarity between the two in terms of the use of violent and perverted audio
clips, but here you get more of a Napalm Death blast beat primal metal massacre
as opposed to industrialized gorenoise one gets with Vomitoma, and not to
forget the humorous audio clips which will keep you laughing as your brain
deteriorates further. Don’t miss out on “Oinky, the run-around-with-scissors-pig
“. This stuff is great!!!!!
Elephant Man Behind the Sun is the other half of side A
following CF and is a chaotic mixture of noise, fucked up and amazing experimental
work, horror and exploitation film clips, and just pure random weirdness. Given
that description, it’s a surprisingly easy listening experience that’ll have
you amazed at the collages of sounds, laughing yourself sick, and hopefully
annoying others who are not accustomed to this type of stuff. It’s a throbbing
cut and paste job with the “cut and paste” feel of say Nurse with Wound but in
a whole other universe consisting of over 15 ridiculous tracks of oddities.
Brownfilled Human Race brings in side B with down tuned
death grind riffs, bong water vocals, and LOTS of horny moaning women layered
on top of the mix with “Fatal Constipation”.
Although the vocals use the bong water/toilet bowl fart effects, it
really isn’t cheap when BFHR do it, they control the effects and timing in each
track to make it as brutal and sewery as possible without cheapening it to lame
no talent “crap”.
I’m not entirely new
to BFHR, but have to say that if you’re looking for some unusual audible anal
discharge and like brutal death/grind like Mortician then BFHR is a very
worthwhile waste of your not so precious time. I also recommend the
Putrephilia/Geist split alongside anything BFHR.
Liquified Insides ends the comp and side B with a crazy gorenoise
extravaganza by none other than Adam Rotella (Anal Birth) and company with what
can only be aptly described as Anal Cunt with gurgling zombie vocals. It’s “41 tracks,
no titles”, but it really doesn’t need titles or an introduction because it
simply slams you upside your cranium with a sturdy 2x4 and continually does so
at breakneck speeds until it suddenly ends. Well, okay…although that’s all true
there is also a lot of skill and manipulation in each brief track including pauses
where one ends and the other begins and therefore requiring you to really hear
the entire 41 tracks to “get it”, but whether you’re ADHD or not it’ll be easy
to sit through. There’s a lot to get into, sort of like a meth-head in a mirror
factory…”there’s lots of shiny things to stare at” but here it’s staring with
your ears. Toward the end there’s more of a Reclusa sludge industrial vomit
fest that appears, and lots of Godzilla attack sounds so it’s well worth the
time.
I’ve only had this split for less than a week now and it’s
already gotten about 5 hours worth of play. You just put this on, select
continual playback on the tape deck, and go about your business noting and
trying to remember where some of the audio clips came from such as on CF’s “Throw-Away Guest” taking a clip from
National Lampoons X-mas Vacation. Seriously, shove your head up your ass and
order this one before it’s gone, there are only 100 copies and it’s something
that once you experience, you’ll never know how you ever managed to live
without it.
Arthropox/Gruesome
Toilet split (Septic Tank Vomitorium Recordings)
Arthropox is an insect themed horror-gore sci-fi experience
and one of the best acts outside of Reclusa to do the industrialized doomy
sludge atmospheres. There are 6 tracks comprising the Arthropox “Feast Upon the
Carrion” side and each one leads you deeper into a gurgling cesspool of down
tuned mildew metallic riffs and nuclear mutated angry insects spawning and
seeking revenge. The vocals are sort of a deep gargling lion roar and growl
mixture bastardized by electronic effects to yield the guttural mutant
lamentations of cannibalistic insects.
Gruesome Toilets “Gourmet a la Commode” is more experimental
gorenoise/noisecore in that GT pieces together audio clips that vary from
horror/exploitation films to porn (I’m guessing) with brief blurbs of
electronic sonicated vocal belches. In a way GT is the perfect companion to
Arthropox as they are totally different in sound but both bizarre and
brilliant. I highly recommend both acts, but definitely have to push for
Arthropox, that stuff is really creepy and dense, AND really well done. If
you’re an industrial/power electronic fiend like myself than you really need to
invest the time into hearing Arthropox.
“Three Revelations to
a Nuclear Funeral” featuring Moved Beyond Murder, Diseased Oblivion, and Sodomitical
Anguish 3-way split (Vaginal Apocalypse/Degenerate Slime Distro)
This one is a unique and horrendous beast in its own right
as it compiles three disturbing and equally magnificent acts from the underground
experimental/black noise/power electronic realm. Moved Beyond Murder blends a
murky and slower power electronic approach with what sounds like real first
hand victim statements/recounts, witness statements, and possibly 911 phone
calls and public service announcements on “Don’t Tell”. Most of these are very
muddy and damp due to their being drenched in rumbling low-end sonic frequencies
with the occasional feedback/signal interruption added in.
After that initiation and some inevitable sense of unease “Everything
that Hurt” creeps up on you with a sonic burst that soon dissipates into a
haunting funeral hymn drowned in drone, underneath a bull whip being cracked
continuously, and of course plenty
of swirling feedback, humming, inhuman blurbs of spoken word and everything
vital to creating the soundtrack to a little basement of horrors.But it doesn’t
stop there, afterward with all of that
behind you, you’re now suddenly back to slightly coherent statements/confessions
of perversions and sadomasochism and the track starts to wind down to a close.
MBM is a genius of mindfuck creations!!!! Whether you’re a crime and /or creepy
sensationalist junkie like I am, or just curious and like unusual and
experimental sounds, you’ll enjoy MBM.
Next up is Diseased Oblivion with their renowned death
industrial meets blackened doom-scapes drenched in hazy guitar driven trudges
of Brighter Death Now and Megaptera with some Sewer Goddess mixed in. I
honestly love DO, I scramble to get everything that they release but the three
tracks on this compilation are their best to date as far as my ears are
concerned. I highly recommend their split with black noise metal nuts Anal
Throne alongside this comp. Ah Hell….grab EVERYTHING
by DO when you see it, it’ll be worth it!!!!
Track one of three, “Ghosts of Nuclear winter”, is the audio
experience of having the earth rip open beneath your feet slowly, starting with
a crack or two followed by a grinding burst, until a vast abyss of black death
lined with thorns begins to suck you in like vacuum straight into Hell.
Last up is Sodomitical Anguish, beginning with a screeching
and vibrating resonance of electrical drone and clear, coherent audio clips
about serial killer profiling, weird screeching rats laughing, and more serial
killers on “Deathlike Dementia”. The basis for the brilliance of “Deathlike
Dementia” is in the way that the track is laid out. It is essentially this epic
continually pulsing and buzzing hypnotic sonic drone with brief blurbs thrown
in here and there resulting in a maximization of the mindfuck factor. I also
can’t forget to mention that the two brief tracks that encase “Deathlike
Dementia” perfectly lead the listener into the main track through “Preamble to
Anguish” and also bring a haunting and subtle close to the main track (and album)
with “The Samaritan”. Sadly this is the only SA work available to date, but the
mastermind behind it is active in other brilliant projects so all is not lost.
At heart, SA is noise ambient, very hypnotic and fairly
dense, but less harsh and intense in frequencies used leaving a reliance on
building atmospheres and composition of each sinister element to completely
scare your skin right off your body. Although seemingly soothing at a distance,
SA will still impart a sense of unease with each listen until you listen to it
enough times that you can predict the outcome.
Three debauched acts, one single cassette with the comp
repeating on both sides for around $4 or so, and variations on depravity and
mind fucks that to even the seasoned listener can still develop some sense of
amazement. Whether you are a new or chronic audio deviant, this tape is for
YOU!!!!!
Already sold out form VAP, but still available (I think)
from Degenerate Slime Distro.
Concrete Mascara – Excess Takes its Toll cassette (WOHRT
records 2012)
Concrete Mascara delivers ten tracks of screeching and
bombing power electronics on this little tape that really capture a handcrafted
physical layering of sounds and feedback that encompasses both rhythmic
blasting, screeching, and fairly audible vocal shouts.
“Burial at the Salt Flats” starts the album off with a
heavily muffled collage of screeching tones buried beneath the bass drenched
throbbing stomp. Although short, 3:08 in length, it’s dense enough to suffocate
you in a cloudy electric storm.
“Ready for Harvest” is a less muffled, baseless, screeching
DIY style power electronic /noise experiment gone right. The constant buzzing
in and out in the background reminds me of a shorting circuit, it creates this
choppy and awkward rhythm that alongside the shrill screeches will keep your
bowels clenched as your mind attempts to cope with making sense of this
montage. There’s some reminiscence of Gelsominas “Narttukoira” off Sick Seed, or “So Many Ways to Kill a
Man” off Dead Body Love’s Maximum Dose
where the entire track is screeching with little to no background rhythm, but
the fluctuations of the “on and off “
choppy textures in the sounds really make the track flow. The only difference
that specifically weeds out Concrete Mascara is that DIY, Nurse With Wound,
choppy, collage, shot live in one take vibe, which really strengthens the track
and the artist in comparison to others.
“Statement of Intent” is a thick stew of full-fledged fuzz
fury of NTT/Steel Hook Prostheses/Strom.ec worship, but with no love spared for
the Cloama/Knurl screech tactics.
“Ruby Red” is one unusual “sore thumb” on this release. It
has this bass line underneath a very minimal screeching and static layer that
sounds almost like an actual bass at times. The reason this is such a unique
track is due to the bass giving it an organic, almost Cabaret Voltaire tint.
Don’t get me wrong, this track belongs on the album!!!!! It just takes the
listener by surprise with the bass and it’s minimal structure almost like the
audio version of a tree without the leaves, just branches bare. Definitely one
more score for originality and craft for Concrete Mascara.
“Skin Crawls Cold” is a mega throbbing bass pulse that
sounds as if it’s trying to slow to a “screeching” halt, a choppy and bouncing
vehicle of heavy steel with a disastrous amount of momentum applying dry worn
brakes. “Skin Crawls Cold” is also ironically “dancey” as a combination of the
rhythms of the thuds of bass and the jagged throbbing of the vocals and
screeches on top. There’s a lot of manipulation in this 3:23 length excursion
that is a huge juxtaposition to the previous “Ruby Red”.
Just released and limited to about 50 copies, the site says
47 available so a few have been set aside for trade or pre-order, so if you
really want a tape of vicious and unrelenting power electronics that stands
with the like of Strom.ec, Steel Hook Prostheses, Knurl, Cloama…. and still
brings something new and sharp to the cutting block then you should move on
this one quickly!!!!! WOHRT releases sell fast to the point of almost
evaporation.
Poisonous – Perdition’s Den (Metalhit.com 2012)
Perdition’s Den is one of those death metal albums form
which you know straight from the first tones and seconds of the album that it’s
a brutal fucking mess and will remain to reign in blood and septic flesh for
it’s entirety!!
“Subterranean Rules” opens this album with a doomy and
filthy vehement stench of violence and inhumane desires that reminds me of a
toxic concoction of Autopsy, Immolation, Morbid Angel, and Incantation. The
experience of hearing Poisonous is without doubt intense enough to cause your
internal organs to implode from the pressure generated by the depth of the
growling demonic throat bursts of vocals that literally extend in a sulfurous
caustic vapor after the words of condemnation and hate are uttered, or it’s the
doom riffs and extent of down tuning that will literally cause your bowels to
tie themselves into knots.
“Worthless Christ” sounds and feels like early Morbid Angel
circa Altars of Madness and Blessed are the Sick, but, ironically, putrefied,
possessed, and coated with a veil of bloody vomit.
“Under the Blessing of Death” is a charred blackened surge
of homicidal tendencies that’ll leave you with blood on your hands once it’s
over. There’s a subtle blackened death metal sound to this one as it does it’s
diesel powered riffage that comes at you like a shredder of anti-Christian
jagged jig saw blades (like the silver sphere in Phantasm that comes at people
when they enter the crypt) and drills straight through your forehead.
“Perdition’s Den” makes me think of the filth and bombastic
gnarling The Dead Shall Inherit
(Baphomet) with the chugging torso sawing riffs and beyond the grave vocals.
Some tones are just so low that they really do practically become a natural
disaster and those will be heard with Poisonous.
I’m not going to go through each savage song of blaspheme
and depraved indifferent brutality so in short: Poisonous lives up to it’s
name, they are like Leprosy, an infectious flesh eating filthy dismembering and
rotting contagion that brings back the true essence of gut-wrenching morbid
filth and bestiality to a saturated death metal era. If you weren’t filthy,
vile, and diseased prior to crossing paths with Poisonous, then prepare to be
sodomized with a shit-covered ice pick until the tip pokes through your eye
socket when/if you do. This is DEATH
metal!!!!!!
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