Suffering so you don't have to!
Metalcatto
Sometimes this Metal reviewing gig makes me wonder what I did to deserve this. When a band named Multiwomb comes in with an album titled Anatomy of Gorelust, it’s entirely my fault if I decide to dive into something that’s obviously not going to sound like a kid’s Sunday cartoon. In fact, this album has everything to make more than one person lose their appetite or burst out laughing at the sheer over-the-top madness contained within. Let’s go.
Metalcatto
A name like Hating Life can’t inspire too many hugs. The real question is whether Revenge From Beyond is going to make me miserable the right way or the boring way. There’s little room for exploration in Death Metal, especially if you want to cook it the traditional way, which is why I approached this album with some legitimate stomach discomfort. I’m fed up with the same stuff over and over. But let’s hope again.
Metalcatto
Hrob isn’t for people who want to have a good time. What do I mean by that? Well, if you listen to thirty seconds of Brána Chladu, you’ll understand right away that the band is trying to inflict as much emotional damage as possible. Just like your parents. Anyway, I wasn’t ready for this sorrowful ride, but that doesn’t mean I was going to chicken out.
Metalcatto
I think I’m right on time for the Phasma party. It’s probably going to be the opposite of chilled, but we’re not here to enjoy relaxing stuff, unless your definition of relaxing is getting thrown in a barrel down a waterfall. Purgatory isn’t for the noobs. It’s not even for the experienced, but that doesn’t mean it’s good right away. That’s why I’m here to give a smug opinion about it. Preferably read it while you listen to the thing at the same time.
Metalcatto
Necrogore arrives on our doorstep bearing one undeniably edgy album title: Ectoplasmic Rape Phenomena. If you happen to be a committed materialist like me (and yes, this is my genuine epistemological position), then this name reads as utterly ridiculous, hilarious nonsense. If you’re a normal, well-adjusted adult, your eyes probably rolled hard into the back of your skull at first glance. But I’m here to answer a more important question: does the album deliver something as heinously depraved and unhinged as its title promises? Let’s keep our fingers crossed and find out.
Metalcatto
It’s the same thing than last week, but now we changed the name!
Metalcatto
It’s the day of the bands with long names…
Metalcatto
With a title that makes you think No Worth of Man might be dropping some gangster rap, their new album The Killing Streets arrives with more pent-up anger issues than a hypothetical ten-year-old alcoholic. As is often the case with such intense material, the quality wasn’t immediately apparent; it required a deep, attentive dive to unravel. That’s precisely what we’re here for: to mess around in the sonic chaos and, hopefully, find out what lies beneath the aggression.
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