Cystoblastosis is a recent 3 peice Mince/Gore band from St Petersberg. This short demo is comprised of stomping Mince tempo punk blasts, with rattling, strangling Bass, echo-ish rehearsal room Drums and necrotic, rasping pitch shifted Vocal. It’s crusted over, reeking and disgusting, with lots of troglodyte grooves, blasting parts and little subtlety, poorly and loudly recorded. The recording quality well accentuates Cystoblastosis’ plodding stampede of weird internet Mincecore. Gory, putrid, Punk as fuck, low rent, lo-fi, lovely. Check it out.
Take That Vile Fiend is another mutant Brainchild of Brad Blarghst, maniac responsible for Super Fun Happy Slide, Blarghstrad and others. Here we have 4 rampant, Noisy Gore abominations, all crapped out in a single afternoon by the mad doctor himself. The results are chaotic and Noisegrind-ish, with some structured moments bursting into pure churning Noise blasts. Bass riffs buried under a tidal wave of Drums and gurgly Vocal spew. A sumptuously placed Simpsons quote opens the demo, and sets the tone of goofy, ‘sloopy’ fun very aptly. Sounds like a somehow-even-more nonsensical version of Super Fun Happy Slide, if such a thing could be possible. Excellent!
Goregrind from Russia/Holland and Chile. Butcher M.D. specialises in the kind of medically accurate, tumor dissecting pathological Goregrind that Nx5 kicks out on an endless basis. Tight, clipped, blood thinning drum programming, surreally precise slabs of Gore Guitars, and exhaustive vomitous gurgle Vocal from none other than Dr. Erwin de Groot. The songs casually move from D Beatish Punk sctions to all out blasting effortlessly and satisfyingly. Totally fucking excellent and altogether too short. Check out their full length here and pay something to download it. GBA play a similar brand of Ghoulish Goregrind, with a touch less precision and more slop. If Butcher M.D. is the cruel, cold surgeon, GBA is the deranged necrophile mutilating corpses in the morgue. More Gorenoise-ish gore tornado parts, maniac riffing with super cold ping Snare blast beats, obligatory wounded animal shifted Vocal. Gross shit! A pairing of similarly excellent current Gore projects. Buy a copy from Twisted Truth Records, poser!
Demo from Misourri entity Horse Meat. Super-Krud internet Noisecore, with spectral blurt/grunt echo delay vocal, random pattern sort-of blast beats and overblown Noise gurlge, delayed to shit something(?). This is the kind of demo bandcamp exists to host. Total, utter garbage of the unchanging and unrepentant type. Sickening, depraved, unprovoked, low culture. As I listen to this, I question my very urge to write about such inept, stupid, awesome nonsense. Therefore, highly recommended!
Clogged is a recent project from Australia, featuring members of Roskopp, The Kill, Super Fun Happy Slide and others, adding yet another band to an ever growing incest colony of excellent Grindcore from Melbourne. Clogged here presents a tidal wave of gory gastric flu toilet tornado grindcore virulence. Fat throbbing gore riffs, hyper blasting, deranged Drumming, 3 headed roar/shriek/shifted Vocal, a big Noisecore hard-on sporting Goregrind monstrosity, bursting out of a secret lab and consuming scientists whole. Dense, nasty, un-serious, bizarre and brutal. Their cover of Anal Cunt’s ‘Branscombe Richmond’ is right on the money, and the final track ‘D-rex remix’ is really, really dumb. Just the ticket. I highly recommend dropping 6 credits on this and getting yourself a physical copy, which you can do at the below link. So gross!
Cephalophore is a recent Goregrind project from Canada, featuring Evan from Metastasis and GoFuckYourself, among others. This demo has a very old school disgusting Mortician vibe, with the low mixed drum machine clicking away under a fat tide of gelatinous Death Metal tinged Goregrind riffs and totally inhuman Troll grunt vocal. Sloppy, barbaric, awesome. Dusty old Science Fiction and Fantasy readings give Cephalophore a unique identity that slightly sidesteps your more usual pathologically obsessed Goregrind band, and they’re stronger for it. Awesome demo, and a band to watch. Goregrind to vanquish your coward Visigoth enemies to.
Weird 30XX tape release. Hyped club music from a dark, distant reality. Trill space daemons feasting on your soul, making mix tapes of awful Internet Trap while they torture your useless carbonised flesh-vessel in an inter-dimensional chapel of ghouls. Yung Pazuzu got too lit, it would seem. Lots of cuts and breaks, distorted samples playing over click Traps and repetitive gameboy-isn melodies. Maybe, in a weird way, this is the most ‘approachable’ 30XX release… woah. Deep.