England’s CORRUPT MORAL ALTAR are about to unleash another slap of totally fucked up Grind/Sludge/Death Metal madness upon their willing disciples in the embodiment of a 7″ titled Whiskey Sierra. Just as the name professes I assume all of the material was created under the influence of quite some booze and probably a bunch of other substances as well. And this shows not only in the naming but also in the headache provoking music that is taking only the heaviest, sickest bits of every genre that is already extreme in itself.
By doing so CMA perfectly pursue what they also did on the previous (and excellent) Luciferian Deathcult EP, except that these four obviously very angry men became even tighter and heavier, making Whiskey Sierra an absolutely convincing release that should please the ’83 Napalm Death shirt sporting 40-something guy as much as the 15 year old dude who only recently got introduced to Spazz by his older brother.
The four songs of Whiskey Sierra get straight to the point, hit you in the face, kick the shit out of you and disappear as fast as they came, leaving you as a bloody wreck begging for more. In about ten and a half minutes CMA do really everything it takes to tear your shiny happy world apart. The down-tempo’ish, sludgy parts are wisely placed and mostly leave you only a few seconds to breathe before one of these really ridiculous fast blast-beats bevels your skullcap or a 10.000 ton breakdown beats your head onto the concrete floor. If you still don’t have enough, the dual vocal assault makes sure you feel completely fucked. The high screams ultimately sound like a buch of rusty nails onto a blackboard. Nice eh?
What’s really remarkable about this unhealthy mixture is that CMA have in down like not too many other bands to make all this sound very coherent. At no point you have the feeling that Whiskey Sierra sounds put on or strangely constructed. It’s more like CMA found a way to melt down over 30 years of extreme music and turn it into a merciless, unforgiving sonic mayhem. Try this at your own risk.
This 7″ EP is up for pre-order via Dead Chemist Records.
Like many Southern European states, Portugal got hit by the world financial crisis really big time. Debts, inflation, insecurity and unemployment especially affect younger people who are now going through some extremely difficult times. As fucked up as this situation is, it seems to be an ideal breeding ground for angry music – the new record by the Portuguese Grind-heads UTOPIUM is a perfect proof for that.
Vicious Consolation / Virtuous Totality delivers 18 raging tracks of Grindcore madness that doesn’t stay away from interspersing bits of Crust and Sludge. The final outcome is some of the most unadulterated, heavy musical brutality you’ll hear in a while. Bands like the mighty Nasum or Rotten Sound might have been a prime influence, but UTOPIUM are so full of piss and vinegar and tight musicianship that they really don’t need any comparisons.
Well, the first stop on the tour technically is April 22nd in Minneapolis but this is their last local show for a bit; at least until their show in support of Ahna’s tour of Canada in May.
Anyway I was one of quite a few people sending off island grinders Six Brew Bantha this past Saturday night, they’re embarking on a “mid west/east coast (ish)” tour right now and hitting up a bunch of spots they missed last time, so they threw one last show on this side of the border, in a basement with friends supporting them: SHITLIVER, Griefer, and Bungus.
There were a few shows that Six Brew Bantha played (with a bunch of wicked local grind acts) when I got back to the west coast but I just wasn’t aware of them, so I was pretty stoked when I heard they were playing with some new grind locals and the resident death industrial titan Griefer not too far away. Plus Six Brew Bantha just recently laid down two new splits with New York’s Water Torture and Minneapolis’ Agitate and got some pressed in time for their tour, so I was able to witness them laying waste to a tiny basement with their latest designs and it was as brutal as you’d expect.
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Rick Powell, lead singer of Seattle’s THEORIES, was shot in early April in an attempted robbery. He is very lucky that none of the bullets hit any vital organs, but he is still in need of major medical care. This is going to take money this brother just does not have. So CVLT Nation is asking all of our readers to share this post and also please donate HERE if possible!!! Personally, I know Rick, and I can say he is an upstanding human with a great heart and a DIY warrior spirit! Check out THEORIES’ interview with Trap Them here and peep some live footage after the jump!
Writer Eli Zeger
Label: To Live A Lie Records
There isn’t much a band can do in a song that’s less than two minutes. And there isn’t much that a reviewer can say about songs that are less than two minutes.
However, what The Kill has accomplished in their short songs is amazing.
On this Australian grindcore trio’s third full-length album, intricate drum patterns and powerful guitar riffs are incorporated into fifteen songs of powerviolence righteousness. The album clocks in at just over 19 minutes.
When I first listened to “Make ‘Em Suffer”, I thought I would pause it by the third or fourth song and come back to it later. The next thing I knew this fifteen track collection was already over. The album went by quickly, but I really enjoyed it.
Full review after the jump!
Death Metal and Grind mixed with Surf Rock???? Yes, you heard right. Here we have a group of five foul mouthed surf zombies hailing from the decrepit sands of Wormwood Beach, CA.. (Fresno, CA to be exact) entitled GORESHACK and here is their brand new full length album entitled “Surf.Mosh.Kill” that is an extremely well executed mix of Death Metal, Thrash, Grind and Surf Rock wrapped up in an awesomely wacky, kooky surf-zombie filled package full of great sound bits, song themes and punishing tracks that’s just all about having a fucking blast doing it while hammering your face in all at once. GORESHACK pays homage to the gore-soaked likes of GHOUL, EXHUMED, CARCASS, IMPALED, SPLATTERHOUSE and IMPETIGO along with some Surf Rock masters like DICK DALE and THE BEACH BOYS.
Stepping back into the fray, to quicken the pulse in anticipation of Austin’s yearly audio horde, I thought I’d pick things up this week. Regardless of your fork-tongued tastes, there is always something of note going on at SXSW, and metal is most certainly an epic part of this. So, while last week, I brought you the most sickeningly slow quagmire of sludge, this installment features a blistering attack of frantic chaos.
I remember the first time I saw Landmine Marathon. I was booking shows at the amazing, yet short lived, Warehouse Next Door, in Washington, DC, and a friend asked if he could set up a show for a band he had seen on the road. He promised that they were a hyper-intense slab of un-forgiving metal. I said yes, but didn’t pay too much attention to the details. Needless to say, when Landmine Marathon fired up their motor, it was like being trapped in the lawnmower scene from Dead Alive. I immediately bought the vinyl, and must have listened to “Crisscross Thoughts” an infinite number of times.”Stoked” would be putting it mildly, to describe my feelings about seeing them again, several years later, at that same said Brooklyn Vegan show mentioned in my last post.
Review Source Operation Grindcore
A lot of times when you come across a split record, you may find that the comparative quality of each side is a little, shall we say, unbalanced. One side is usually noticeably better; be it in recording, performance, or just in how much you enjoy it overall. Finding a split where I’m genuinely satisfied with each side, equally, is a bit rare. Newest case in point, this body eviscerating split 12″ between Disciples Of Christ (D.O.C.), and Triac. Brought to us by the fine German lads at RSR. I think my most recent discussion about this record sums it up pretty well; I was working at my local record shop, about to spin it, and my boss asked which side would be more “palatable for the customers”. To which I replied, “would you rather get stabbed repeatedly, or burned alive?” Get the frick out, both sides of this record will tear your skin off and throw it against the wall like Pyramid Head from the Silent Hill movie, just to watch is slowly slide down leaving a trail of viscera and chunky blood. D.O.C kick starts their side off with some thick, punching noise, before sounding off like a cannon shot into nearly 8 minutes of non-stop blastfuckery. Definitely the more visceral of the two sides, in my opinion. D.O.C. got a hell of a lot better since I last heard them on their split with Mind As Prison. The recording here is loud, caked in lo-fi basement noise, and transitions seamlessly from great song to great song. The band sounds absolutely on top of their game here, all the songs are perfectly executed and orchestrated, each stop/start, every kickstarting yell, it’s all a punch in the gut, and what little grooves there are are violent, and excellently groovy. The Triac side, while definitely not as brutally lo-fi, maintains complete violence and disgust in a whole new way. The songs here cut like a knife; excellent, sharp guitar tone, and a kick ass drummer blasting absolutely perfectly. Now while this is an excellent recording, don’t let that make you think that this thing is sparklingly polished. There is noise and feedback smothered all over these songs. I love what they did with the bass guitar in particular, it stands out constantly, and there are creative bass lines and breaks every where. When the band is blasting at full volume, the rumbling, distorted bass is crashing down over everything, and when the band slows things down, it serves as the perfect back bone and foundation for the guitarists to play their mangled, skronky noises. This split is a perfect pairing of grindcore brutality, and will definitely make my year end list. Buy or die!