Musicholocaust: Beyond the Hospital, Beyond the Mortuary
„Forensick”,
the second album of Mexican extreme pathophysiologists didn’t convince me. The
debut album was simply great causing mass sense mutilation, in turn the
successor was supported by totally messy and botched up production, however the
musical quality wasn’t an adequate image of the sound realization. But, as the
well-known proverb goes, the third time pays for all, this reviewed offer of
Queretaro slaughterers completely revalue my own perception concerning this
band. Simply, “Necrholocaust” became one of my favourite death/grind albums,
but as compared to the two previous releases, several changes were perceptible.
I mean, the front cover is more pleasant for my eyes, just a cage is given,
with some dead bodies, nothing controversial at all, yet it has its own sick
charm and refers to the album’s title in a good way. The next change is in
songs titles and the lyrics, ha, I didn’t find here any medical nomenclature, any
intricate mind discharge like “Stygmatodermuropyanephrosism on Impetiginose
Urogenism” or “Urethrive Decortico-Xanthomatose Muco Gestated Scaffolds”, man,
just take a look on “Excremental Lust” or “Sodomic Baptism” which sound even
commercially he, he, though it doesn’t mean that ‘blood’ and ‘gore’ are
missing. Antimo didn’t bestow such nice topics on thirsty Aesculapian art devotees,
however massacre, perversity, deviance and the like still dominate in this
verbal transfer. The lyrics are just given in more come-at-able form, so the
medicine students can feel cheated I guess.
The third
change, also important, concerns the production. And believe me, Carlos Padilla
and Edgar Garcia (guitarist of the band), both responsible for production,
mixing and mastering, did a truly splendid work. This monster that worms out of
the Disgorge instruments is merciless and slashing indeed. There is even
nothing to compare with previous releases, however everything is still
maintained in the underground standards. The fourth change, the most important,
is the music itself. And at the beginning I was surprised or, better to write,
just shocked. Scourged by pretty annoying intro whiles from the debut, the
first seconds of “Necrholocaust” was like one of the Wonders of the Ancient
World. It lasts about one minute, but it became one of the most impressive
introduction I have ever heard! It’s easy to feel worried as it consists of
sensitive yet full of fear and unease part of piano with some war-like noises. Then,
the sound annihilation begins. And for sure this “Raise the Pestilence” opener is
a good prognostic of the things to come. The Mexicans transformed their own
musical visions from dirty and frowsty mortuary and brought it onto the streets.
Without any warning and mercy they strike the senses, causing mass
extermination of human tissues. This
pure musical madness is a real extreme thing, however the appearing chaos at
the first listen is fully controlled by musicians. It makes my every nerve
starts to curl, to hide in a shelter, but all is for nothing. The superb
portions of razor-sharp riffs do not only fascinating speedy and raging tempos,
but also magic slow-downs are present amongst guitar avalanches. What is more, mighty
Swedish bands from the beginning of the nineties come to my mind while slow
moments appear, just take a listen to the first “Raise the Pestilence”, or
“Macabre Realms of Inhuman Bestiality” and “Ravenous Funeral Carnage”. But
there is no time for a breather, as the storm of riffs with frenzied rhythm
section hurtles on my head. The drums performance can really dumbfound me, Guillermo
uses all the possibilities to destroy his drum kit: from marching tempos to
breathtaking blast beats, from simple blows to broken, arrhythmic constructions
that shock the hearing. This multiple tempo festival doesn’t make a while of boredom,
but the formula refers to the vocals expressions as well. Antimo accustomed me
to the vo-kills rotten arts and this album isn’t an exception. However this
time he serves not such varied ‘singing’ as compared to the “Chronic Corpora
Infest”, as his vocal scale has a less range. But it doesn’t mean he failed.
No, again I’m a witness of ultra guttural vomits supported by extremely good and
well-thought-out high-pitched screams, but forget about blackish empty caws.
Simply, Antimo is a flat denial of the art of singing. And… I like it a lot!
“Necrholocaust”
brings 34 minutes of carnage, degeneration, deviance, tons of blood and
mutilated human organs. Being a fucking musical holocaust, the album is one of
those killers I cannot live without. This slab became a synonym of death, grind
and gore metal devastation, on the other hand, it can be a noisy cacophony for
the unbelievers. But, who cares? The next aspect: the Mexicans took this music
and put it on the top drawer of the genre, or of the brutal music to be more
general. All the songs make one ruthless kick in my face, but I’m a brave man
and always try to listen to this album from the first second to the last one.
Yep, not selectively, as it has to be heard altogether. Then it will bring its
whole power and fury. Indeed, I was wandering about the best song, and after
many listens I can state that as awesome and bestial as all those songs are,
nothing tops the mighty opener. That’s true, since it is preceded by
aforementioned intro, and seems to be a commanding officer of the seven bloody
soldiers under the banner of the gore grind. What a splendid squad! I’m with them
obviously, with boiling vomits through my veins… just to follow bravely the
Disgorging legions!
98/100
-Tlacaxipehualiztli
(written on April, 2014)
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