Monday, May 31, 2010

BLASPHEMOPHAGHER – For Chaos, Obscurity and Desolation LP review


BLASPHEMOPHAGHER – For Chaos, Obscurity and Desolation LP
Nuclear War Now Productions

Can you imagine what REPULSION would sound like if you added some black metal into their death grind mix? Well after listening to this I don’t have to ponder that question anymore. Actually listening is not the right word to use in the case of this Italian band’s second full length. This release qualifies as an endurance test to see how many songs you can bare before your nervous system shuts down. I obviously have a high tolerance for this kind of audio abuse because I can still function, albeit I am a little sore. Although I do believe anyone with weaker constitutions would be on the floor twitching uncontrollably. Nuclear War Now Productions is not a record label. They’re merchants in sadomasochism with a cadre of bands who make the torture artists of the Spanish Inquisition seem tame in comparison. BLASPHEMOPHAGHER’s brand of blackened death grind is not music, its punishment. If you are still sitting in the kindergarten class of brutal (brootal) death metal extremism, it’s time for you to graduate up to this. That’s if you have the tolerance level of course or a good supply of pain meds.


For Chaos, Obscurity and Desolation starts off with a death doom type of intro which is inviting and then all hell breaks loose ala “Descending into Extermination”. From that point on you are strapped down upon the table for continuous torture. Your deliverers of torment are Atomic Incinerator of Necronuclear Collapse & Plutonium Winds on guitar, R.R. Unholy Bastard & Phosgene Wargus on bass and vocals plus Necrovomiterror on drums. Not only is the music punishing but I’m guessing playing it would be self flagellating as well like in bloodied and blistered hands. The key to their sound is simply loud, fast and angry. The vocals are cavernous and gruff as if being sung from someone with a maul instead of a mouth. The drumming is incredible and I have to wonder how the guy’s kit, especially his snare head, can even take that type of punishment. Not one moment of trigger drums; this is pure old school beating. As far as bass, what fuckin bass? Last but not least the guitar sound is like having your head inside a hornet’s nest with someone slapping it with a stick to stir up the buggers. This is one of the best releases of 2010 if you can survive it.

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