{"id":10139,"date":"2014-10-13T09:00:25","date_gmt":"2014-10-13T14:00:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toiletovhell.com\/?p=10139"},"modified":"2017-05-09T22:46:53","modified_gmt":"2017-05-10T03:46:53","slug":"stay-grind-bump-n-grind-vol-iii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/stay-grind-bump-n-grind-vol-iii\/","title":{"rendered":"Stay Grind: Bump n\u2019 Grind, Vol. III"},"content":{"rendered":"
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After a long day of riding in your armored caravan, you stumble upon the ramshackle ruins of another razed city. The hot, smog-shrouded sun overhead bakes the cracked soil and pavement beneath your feet, and the acrid stench of bloated corpses and drying blood wafts up to your nostrils. You pause next to a fallen column and survey the shattered landscape. Suddenly, an explosion knocks you to the parched earth, and your bleary vision swims in a sea of smoke and blinding flashes. You catch your breath and shake your head to regain focus. Suddenly, your enemy is upon you. Without mercy or hesitation you open fire, shredding his baleful body and freeing yourself for a moment\u2019s reprieve to survey the field of battle. You fall into the fray, opening fire and trading bullet for bullet. Your comrades cheer and rally. Victory is within your grasp! But suddenly, a booming voice silences all opposition, and as you hear the whir of a mini-gun winding up, your resolve turns to liquid. With one commanding snarl, your courage, as well as your bowels, falters. \u201cGRIND!\u201d is the last word you hear before being granted passage from your mortal coil.<\/p>\n

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Howdy, grinders! As I\u2019m wont to do from time to time, I\u2019ve been slumming around in some of the weirder parts of the internet. One of my favorite seedy corners to frequent is the grindcore subreddit<\/a>. You can find some hilarious, awful, and so awful it\u2019s hilariou<\/a>s grind bands there, and I\u2019ve got a special treat for you in the form of more hideous and malevolent audible hatred for your ear-holes. So gird your loins<\/a> and grab your power tools. Let\u2019s grind!<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m going to start things off with something nasty. Amnesian<\/strong> are a vicious three-piece from British Columbia. At first glance, they may seem to write simplistic little hate tunes, but on the first half of Inhospitable<\/em>, they make up for this in sheer aggression. Over the course of 7 short, violent bursts, this band assaults you with more d-beats, buzz-saw chords, and scathing shrieks than you can shake your severed hand at. Despite the more straight-forward approach, there are some nice moments where the band incorporates jarring tempo shifts or injects some space into the composition. Things get especially interesting on the last three tracks. \u201cSymmetry Hymn\u201d is a perfect example of the band\u2019s ability to stick to the grind template while adding a pinch of flair. Inhospitable<\/em> is a fantastic little flayer, so you should definitely pick it up for something over at Bandcamp<\/a>.<\/p>\n