Multiwomb – Anatomy of Gorelust

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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.

Triumpher – Piercing The Heart of The World

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Enough with all the edgy and depressing stuff. How about some epic Heavy/Power Metal to remind you that you were once an innocent child full of hopes and dreams before the world mauled you into the husk you are now. Triumpher‘s Priercing The Heart of the World opens with everything that promises to lift your spirits, right?

Highgate – Prophecies  of Eternal Doom

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If you thought Highgate‘s Prophecies of Eternal Doom was a Speed Metal album, then I don’t know what you’re doing with your life. However, if you thought it sounded like Doom, then you figured out something ridiculously obvious. Good for you. Anyway, how about we dive into this pool filled with pee and despair? You first.

Hating Life – Revenge From Beyond

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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.

Hrob – Brána Chladu

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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.

Sent by The Label: Execrari – Desolation Manifest

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We have a special one today. Hessian Firm sent us the physical album again, and though I’m later than a German train, Desolation Manifest by Execrari offers cosmic and Brogressive Black Metal. No, you actually read that right. This almost never happens, so I’m allowed to have some expectations for once. I just really hope by Prog the band doesn’t mean: “I play 20 minutes of the same riff.” Fingers crossed!

Lord of Confusion – The Weight of Life

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With a band name that would make you think of Stoner Rock or your last visit to the dentist, Lord of Confusion sounds nothing like either. Their album The Weight of Life is in principle an eclectic work trying to live in that space between Doom and Post-Metal, which means things are going to move slowly, but toward the most comforting kind of anxiety one could have. That made no sense, so let’s get to it.

Worm – Necropalace

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There are many bands named WormWormed, or something like that. I can’t keep track. They also don’t tend to have artwork that looks straight out of 1995. To make matters more difficult Foreverglade is a hard act to follow. Hence, I was ready to skip Worm. However, you people online, with your unqualified hype, convinced me to give this album a chance even if I’m late. So here I am, trying to see if your taste changes my mind.

Transilvania – Magia Posthuma

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I was planning to review some Thrash to bring balance to the force, but no, I didn’t feel like it. Transilvania‘s new Black/Thrash album, Magia Posthuma, will have to do then. It has everything needed to deliver that killer combo many bands attempt but few pull off with real success. It’s hard to balance aggression with nasty production without sacrificing writing quality, but let’s get to it and hope for some headbanging.

Necrogore – Ectoplasmic Rape Phenomena

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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.