You know the adage that runners will inevitably tell you they are runners, without every being prompted to do so? I’m that guy with Borborygmus. Stick around long enough, and, utterly uninvited, I promise I’ll start talkin’ about Wisconsin’s finest one-man goregrind outfit. What I admire most is this constant process of self-betterment--the gradual remixing and reconstruction of old tracks into their final polished form, across a series of many EPs and singles. Borborygmus drops new morsels with ridiculous regularity, and so my diet consistently consists of said morsels. The tracks get better with time, yet still maintain a raw and visceral quality that one craves when it comes to goregrind consumption. We’re happy and honored to premiere an entirely new track today, feverishly torn from the ghastly innards of the forthcoming Splatter Movie Madness--which will be Borborygmus’ third official release of the year.
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