{"id":60995,"date":"2017-01-22T09:00:08","date_gmt":"2017-01-22T15:00:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toiletovhell.com\/?p=60995"},"modified":"2017-01-21T22:11:28","modified_gmt":"2017-01-22T04:11:28","slug":"sunday-sesh-lets-get-ignorant-and-devolve-into-an-army-of-gastropods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/sunday-sesh-lets-get-ignorant-and-devolve-into-an-army-of-gastropods\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday Sesh: Let’s Get Ignorant and Devolve into an Army of Gastropods"},"content":{"rendered":"
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There’s a lot of anger in this country. Let’s work it out in a violent frenzy of slime and external digestion.<\/p>\n

France’s\u00a0Gastropode<\/strong> isn’t the first gastropod-themed band this blog has covered, but they may be the most ridiculous. The quintet, which features only bass guitar\/percussion and four vocalists(!), describe last year’s record,\u00a0Raw Snails Army<\/em>, pretty aptly. “No guitar, no vocal effects, just heavy bass and lack of IQ.” The lack of IQ is apparent; across these 35 goregrind tracks that occasionally dip into brutal territory, there’s not a whole lot of melody, rhythmic variance, or intelligent song structure. What the band lacks in highfalutin artistry, though, they more than compensate with neanderthal bass riffs, chugs, and bowel-shaking growls. What is surprising, though, is the claim of no vocal effects. Amid the pig squeals, psychotic school-teacher shrieks (as heard in “Mon T\u00e9nia S’appelle Willy”), and Flava Flav-esque\u00a0“Errrrrrrrrrrrs” (heard in the delightfully-titled “A Brutal Beneficial Anal”) are some absolutely disgusting growls and belches. Seriously, just listen “Change de Trou \u00c7a Fume.” I have a hard time believing that those vomit sounds aren’t pitch-shifted, but well, I don’t know why I a rational person would make up sounding like a backed up septic system. Might as well take Gastropode at their word and get down in the primordial slime with them.<\/p>\n