Yo, slime lovers, check it out, the two absolute best Italian stench-core/rotten crust bands (and among the best in the world for that matter) have just released a handful of releases which appear to have come out at the same time, and which are all fucking awesome, of course. What’s interesting is that the two bands also share some common members and appear to be an extended family of sorts in the Italian crust underground. Regardless, what’s really amazing about these two bands is just their awesomely decomposing-sounding music, which is hands down some of the best Deviated Instinct and Antisect-styled crusty filthy punk metal you will hear these days.
Oakland old school death metal/punk skull-bashers NECROT just released The Abyss on Bandcamp, a new EP and the third in their still short but blistering and eardrum-pillaging career. Once again, we are served with a mere ten minutes of unadulterated brutality and devastation, split up into three tracks of bone-fracturing heaviness that will leave you fucking beat down and bruised for days, but endlessly begging for more.
FUOCO FATUO have crushed all competition and have plowed their way to the forefront of Italian extreme doom in the last few years. Slowly but surely, these three Italian misanthropes have woven a path of destruction in front of them in the European underground with the sole aim of leaving absolutely nothing standing in their wake as they trample over everything. After releasing a handful of EPs and splits, the band has finally emerged from the sewer it was birthed in with a weapon of conquer: a full-length album of brand new songs that only strengthens their status as stalwarts of all things heavy, violent and fucking downtuned to no end in Italy – The Viper Slithers in the Ashes of What Remains.
Check out Primitive Man and Obliteration at the Relapse Records X CVLT Nation SXSW 2014 Showcase, March 12th at Dirty Dog Bar! More info here…
Ethan from Primitive Man interviews Sindre from Obliteration
Who are some individual musicians that have inspired you to do what you do?
Individual musicians have not really meant that much to us as a band, it’s more the work of some bands/artists and general atmosphere and feelings that inspire us to do what we do. But musicians like Jimi Hendrix, Tony Iommi, Chris Reifert, Fenriz, Quorthon and Apollyon have been very inspiring and offered guidance in our search of space.
Label: Profound Lore
If asked what the most important thing is with regard to evaluating a piece of music, I’d undoubtedly say that it’s paramount that you approach everything with an open mind and with patience. Actually giving something a real chance, free from whatever biases you hold, is often the difference between getting “it” and not. It’s the difference between thinking Dissection’s Reinkaos album is a mainstream, inferior piece of garbage because you’re viewing it through the lens of expectation, thinking it should sound like old Dissection, versus judging it by its own merits as a completely different, unique entity unto itself. Simply how you approach an album sometimes means everything.
In this case, my bias attempted to manifest itself when I saw the description “Technical Death Metal” lapped onto Artificial Brain, a group I had never even heard of. I immediately cringed, imagining the abundance of groups fitting this description that bore me to tears with directionless songs that lack riffs and are merely technical for the sake of being technical. Needless to say, I had no expectations for Labyrinth Constellation. I did, however, give it a chance.
Damn! It will be tough to contain my enthusiasm when talking about this record. I hardly knew anything about Nashville’s Yautja prior to fall last year, but since then they’ve had my attention wholly.
Yautja’s debut LP Songs of Descent is remarkable. It is unexpected, indeed unforgettable and inventive. Even contending with the overpowering influence of Gaza, Kiss It Goodbye, and Great Falls; giants, and a genre that allows little wiggle room.
This infuriated hybrid grind group has blossomed in imaginative, intoxicating new forms of nucleic aggression as is clearly and confidently expressed on Songs of Descent.
One second you think you’re all cool and shit, and think you know what HEAVY is, then you listen to THIS and you realize instead what a tiny insignificant insect you are, and how in reality you don’t know shit about what brutal means. You listen to Grave Ekstasis, the debut album by Swedish hellraisers IRKALLIAN ORACLE, and crash to your knees under a cataclysmic firestorm of wrath and hatred that is so grand and majestic that absolutely nothing can even dream of surviving their wake. Little is known about IRKALLIAN ORACLE. What we do now is that the band self-released the tape version of Grave Ekstasis on their own, which immediately sold out, and that Nuclear War Now! picked this puppy up to give it proper release status and distribution. THANK YOU for that fine Bay Area folks.
I can hear the giants of death marching out of my speakers and heavy bolts of filth coming out of the sky. Once you press play on the stream of the new Cauldron Black Ram song “Fork Through Pitch” you will see where I’m coming from. After repeated listens you will say to yourself, I can not wait until I can hear the rest of Stalagmire, which will hit the streets on April 1st via 20 buck spin.
Shroud of the Heretic – Revelations in Alchemy LP
Label: Blood Harvest
Just to get this out of the way: if you’re looking for a reinvention of the wheel a la Gorguts – this album is not for you. If what you do crave is a strong dose of cavernous OSDM that brings the riffs then you’re in the right place. As straight forward and textbook as it gets, Shroud of the Heretic’s debut Revelations in Alchemy excels at creating an atmosphere of blasphemous, doomy Death Metal.
It opens in an eerie fashion with steady rainfall and over the course of seven songs ranging from five to seven minutes, largely mid-paced movements constitute the makeup of the album. You will, however, see the band occasionally breaking the mold to offer up a sequence of more pronounced, directed aggression or a completely stripped-down interlude with dark, jangly chords that plod along and create the uneasy experience of hearing footsteps in the confines of an ancient ruin. And really, that’s what this record is all about: archaic atmosphere.
Self-proclaimed “prophets of an alternate death metal”, Aevangelist are just that; a monstrosity the likes of which we’ve never seen. Maybe cross Mitochondrion with Gnaw Their Tongues and you’ll get something like this – crushing blasphemy from another dimension of horror entirely. For if you fully immerse yourself in Aevangelist‘s world of malformed atrocities, there’s no turning back – there is no going back to the way things were.
The compositions on this record are large in nature and heavily painted with noise and nightmarish soundscapes that will leave your jaw on the floor. Throughout its playing, strange machinations, wailing’s and other crippling sounds of suffering can be heard. Indeed, the atmosphere produced on Omen Ex Simulacra is downright unsettling but make no mistake – this record fucking brings it. It’s every bit as hammer-crushing and thick-bodied as any Death Metal record out there, which is precisely what gives it such staying power. It will give you the assault you need but also surprise with a plethora of unimaginable sensations that no sane human being would ever ask for.