Every other Friday, Waldo the African Grey Parrot, frontbird of thrash-grind immortals Hatebeak, will get you caught up on the week’s latest “extreme” releases.
What the squawk? With Judgment Day swiftly approaching (5-21-11, look it up), let me get these upcoming releases off of my beak.
Earache will be releasing CEREBRAL BORE’s Maniacal Miscreation. Famous for having a chick (sorry to my younger avian readers), ahem, female vocalist who sounds like she gargles glass for breakfast, this Scottish foursome delivers some pretty hateful death metal. While this is certainly breaking no new ground, it is pretty intense. Heavy groove riffs meld into blasts, all held down by Simone “Som”’s brutal vocals. This isn’t too far from Dying Fetus, without sounding like a second-rate copy. I would go on longer about the vocals, but the music is pretty beaking solid, too. It’s a good thing, or this review would have just read, “They should change their name to just BORE.” Check this birdshit out! 7 Fucking Pecks.
Ahhh, what could be said about the new record by death metal masters MORBID ANGEL. Illud Divinum Insanus, that divine , insane thing. This is an INSANUSly disappointing release. The return of David Vincent back into the fold doesn’t mean this hearkens back to ye olden days of the morbid ones. And although Tim Yeung does a very good job handling the drum duties, I squawking miss Pete Sandoval. There are some downright techno tracks that sound like they should be blasted from a jeep with the top down at your local 7-Eleven. I’m not going to say this thing outright sucks, but it’s not very good. “Existo Vulgore” was “leaked,” by Season Of Mist and is pretty good. Check it out. Although it sounds like he’s saying “Falcor” in the chorus, it’s a pretty solid track. The rest is pretty forgettable. In my opinion, this record is more like Illud Divinum InsANUS. I am hesitant to say that thing outright sucks just because of the history, but at this point this band has put out more bad records than good. The last track is called “Profundis… Mea Culpa.” Yep, your fault indeed. Disappointing. 2 Fucking Pecks.
“Man, we are in the middle of nowhere.” “Yeah, I know… wait, what the fuck is that?” “Looks like a shrine of some sort.” “No, it can’t be. We are in the middle of nowhere, it’s SUPER desolate out here.” “Sure is, wow, that is indeed a DESOLATE SHRINE.” “Hey, that might make a pretty good band name.”
Horrible band name aside, Tenebrous Towers by DESOLATE SHRINE is pretty beaking cool, mostly thrashy death with a little of the black metal thrown in for good measure. There are many styles mixed in here, but the SHRINE, as I like to refer to them, never seem to be wholly derivative. The production is pretty pecking awesome, too. 6 Fucking Pecks.
