Flush it Friday: Utter Humidiation
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The dreaded combo of high temperatures and rain during the day has turned the outside into a hot, swampy mess, and my ass crack wasted no time in adapting to its surroundings. Let’s kick this week to the curb with some nasty music while I try to move as little as possible.
Ooh, a nice, cool cavern would really hit the spot right now. I don’t hear the term “cavernous death metal” used anymore, but that’s exactly what came to mind with Seven Chains. This is murky, dark death metal in the vein of Abyssal, Defacement, or Choir that injects enough atmospheric bits to not blend together into a solid block, yet retains enough inscrutability to create an alluring sense of plumbing unseen (and perhaps unseeable) depths while you’re listening.
I’m still surprised when a war metal record doesn’t just sound like a mudslide. These Fins featuring members of Sewer Altar and Qwälen do indeed manage an interesting take on the genre, bringing in plenty of punk and grind flavor as well as some ambient parts and occasional dips into slower tempos to keep everything from becoming a boring, non-stop blast fest. Relatively clean production with a brighter sound than you might expect further helps to keep up spirits throughout.
After the peculiar, “Silvester Anfang”-ass intro, Makkmat quickly prove they’ve lost none of their edge in the 7 years since their last record. Still furious, still crusty, still boasting one of the meanest shrieks in all of grindcore. 22 tracks of no-holds-barred, cathartic fun.
Know what else I’ve been enjoying? Primo Toilet content.
Eternal are the news. Eternal are the new releases. Amen.
As if to prove that point, Our Mercy of the Iron Goddess premiered a whole dang album from Carceral. Dang.
Joe spares Jordan the horrific shit he’s seen, Satanic Panic is back, and Chucklefucklebonz still suck.
Brock clued us in on some young black metal go-getters.
A review from Stevo? That’s so journer.
Falx got me rather excited for the upcoming Hulder.
And thanks to Sean Ghoulson, this post comes full circle, ending on another hot mess from Final Resting Place.
Now flush, my pretties! I’m hoping for many Gs and few Bs and Us, but I’ll take what I can get.
