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Well, dear reader, as you can probably guess from the band name and the album title, it's time to once again submerge ourselves in guts, blood, vomit and all kinds of bodily fluids. In other words, it's grindcore time. So get out your axes and chainsaws and start that bloody moshpit to the lovely sounds of Intestinal Rot.
The Canadian band has been working on this album for a long time. It was actually recorded in 2010 but for some reason never saw the light of day until now. I have no idea why exactly but the grindcore scene is a weird scene that has to attract new fans continuously. Most listeners eventually grow out of it, I guess.
What we get on 'Consuming Fermented Bile' contains all the right ingredients to make this one of the sickest things I've heard in ages. Not just because every song title sounds downright disgusting but mostly because the brutality and chaos in this album. Influences from death, grind and thrash metal are clearly present, along with a crushing punk attitude and a toot horn in the title track.
Vocals range from deep guttural death growls to shrieking voices of absolute insanity. Here and there samples are used, not the friendliest samples but hey, this is grindcore. Funny thing is, at some point I was referring to this as 'the metal version of Venetian Snares or Enduser' but we all know it's vice versa. The reference to breakcore is mainly because of the chaotic variations in tempo and drums.
Anyway, I'm off to slash some people with a rusty kitchen axe and gently drape their remains over a meat hook in my cellar. No, this music doesn't make people go mad, society does...
Serge
The Canadian band has been working on this album for a long time. It was actually recorded in 2010 but for some reason never saw the light of day until now. I have no idea why exactly but the grindcore scene is a weird scene that has to attract new fans continuously. Most listeners eventually grow out of it, I guess.
What we get on 'Consuming Fermented Bile' contains all the right ingredients to make this one of the sickest things I've heard in ages. Not just because every song title sounds downright disgusting but mostly because the brutality and chaos in this album. Influences from death, grind and thrash metal are clearly present, along with a crushing punk attitude and a toot horn in the title track.
Vocals range from deep guttural death growls to shrieking voices of absolute insanity. Here and there samples are used, not the friendliest samples but hey, this is grindcore. Funny thing is, at some point I was referring to this as 'the metal version of Venetian Snares or Enduser' but we all know it's vice versa. The reference to breakcore is mainly because of the chaotic variations in tempo and drums.
Anyway, I'm off to slash some people with a rusty kitchen axe and gently drape their remains over a meat hook in my cellar. No, this music doesn't make people go mad, society does...
Serge
