Blast Worship: Face Fryer

Where they from?
Orlando, Florida. This is the second column in a row we’ve talked about a band from Central Florida on here, what gives? You would think if there was a single area of the country that would be bereft of any type of culture it would be the land of the Anti-semetic mouse, but damned them, we grind on anyway! Now excuse me, I need to go get a sub from Publix (code for meth).

Why the hype?
Hyper-gore-blast, you brought it up, let’s talk about it. I’ve been writing about this microgenre (that I made up) for several years now and, baby, let me tell you when I just say I can’t get enough. Essentially it’s just goregrind that focuses on inhuman tempos rather than the ‘tupa-tupa’ of their European counterparts and Face Fryer is no different, except they find ways to smuggle in some delicious breakdowns amidst all the berserk blasting.

Latest release?
DEMO, self-released. Speaking of Florida, how about them Panthers, huh? I mean is anyone in Miami even remotely aware their NHL team is in the Stanley Cup Final? And what about Sergei Bobrovsky? He’s really turned it around, huh? Ok, I’m officially just eating up space with this bullshit now, but still, pretty impressive.