 Written by: Blackie Skulless
Imagine trying to follow up perfection; you really can’t. But you can bring forth something nearly as incredible, especially when it still blows minds thirty years after its release. Overkill had hit their peak complexity in songwriting in 1989 (regardless of how you feel about the songs themselves), and really had to come up with something mind-blowing on Horrorscope. While that may be tough in the eyes of some, they could at least offer something different, and with that I open by saying that the guitar tones alone here are what likely led to what we ended up with on The Killing Kind. Except the thrash metal angle was still in full control, and the attitude was amped up a step from before. Though the guitars may feel a bit warmer than before, that allows them to cut with a smoother sweep due to how sharp they are. The fact that there’s such a clear space between the notes while still holding the speeds that were present on Feel The Fire is impressive beyond belief. The way they tie it all together with little licks, such as the backing ring in opener “Coma” kicks some serious ass, and this song is also a fantastic example of how they cram so much density into such warm speed-riffing.
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 Written by: The Voiceless Apparition
Hello dear friends! It's sad to say but our time with this retrospective series has come to an end, for we are ending with Whiteworm Cathedral. (If you missed the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth review in the series, be sure to check 'em out! - Ed). This album marks another integral moment in Necrophagia's career. After a few delays and having to re-record the whole thing, we were gifted this beautiful album. There is no huge lineup change this time. Boris Randall would end up leaving and was replaced by guitarists Scrimm and Abigail Lee Nero, and Killjoy is also reunited with former keyboardist Mirai Kawashima. Both guitarists are an absolutely stellar addition to Necrophagia, as you will soon read below. So, without further ado I will now leave you with Whiteworm Cathedral... Village stalwart Izzy is delivering a fresh retrospective review every Friday! Make sure to check in weekly for a dose of nostalgia. - Ed.  Written by: Izzy
In spite of my adoration for many of punk’s subgenres, from metalcore to screamo to post-hardcore and more, I tend to struggle with enjoying the older and purer forms of punk. I could talk about the three aforementioned styles for hours and hours, but ask me about my favourite hardcore punk bands and my mind goes blank. Like, there’s uh…I like a couple Black Flag albums I guess? Crass and Spazz are okay too, and there’s a handful of Japanese hardcore bands like Gauze or Crow that I enjoy a lot, oh there’s Rudimentary Peni! Those guys are amazing. What about Midori, do they count? Eh they’re probably too artsy to be hardcore punk, much closer to jazz punk. I could maybe come up with one or two more, but you get the point. Amongst that tiny list of bands, Fucked Up would probably seem like an odd choice, as most people know them for their later punk rock opera albums, but rather early into their career yet quite late in the grand scheme of hardcore punk sits an oddity dear to my heart: their 2008 sophomore LP The Chemistry of Common Life.  Written by: The Voiceless Apparition
Well hello again, friends! (If you missed the first, second, third, and fourth review in the series, be sure to check 'em out! - Ed). Today's review is the unearthing of Deathtrip 69. By this point, Necrophagia had a solid roster and was finally able to record this album. The lineup for this album is Boris Randall on guitar, Damien Matthews on bass, and Shawn Slusarek, with Killjoy leading the charge. "Naturan Demonto" starts out like how all Necrophagia albums start out: with an ass-kicking so viscous. It's evident from the start that this album is a lot rawer and more blunt and straight-to-the point. "Beast With Feral Claws" is a groovy monster--the main riff to this song is just so headbanging and infectious. That said, "Tomb With a View" is where the album really starts to take off. I absolutely love the atmosphere of this song, it's macabre, and quite catchy too.  Written by: The Voiceless Apparition
So with that, we return again! (If you missed the first, second, and third review in the series, be sure to check 'em out! - Ed). Today's installment in the series is Harvest Ritual. This is the same exact lineup as the previous album. After a lot touring and a sick EP, Harvest Ritual was born. "Dead Skin Slave" begins the album with a swift banger. It is always important to start an album on a strong note, and this album does so with aplomb. This is a fast-paced thrasher from the get-go until the 2:30 mark, when you are gobsmacked by the nastiest, hardest riff ever. It's not a "breakdown" per se, but it has the characteristics of one, and it is glorious. Things start to take a different turn on "Unearthed" and "Cadavera X." Keyboards were present in previous Necrophagia albums, but they have more of a presence on this album. Weird psychedelic, spacey keys and synths hook you in and really add a cinematic flair to the sound. Village stalwart Izzy is delivering a fresh retrospective review every Friday! Make sure to check in weekly for a dose of nostalgia. - Ed.  Written by: Izzy
Get out your rubber spiders, fake blood, and dollar store fog machine--it’s October 30th and tomorrow is Halloween! It’s my favourite holiday, probably unsurprisingly if you know me, and so I wanted to make a special review for you all this Hallow’s Eve. I thought about it for a bit, and decided I would review the scariest album I’ve ever heard, now for most people that might take some thinking, but for me I immediately knew the one and only album deserving of that title for me. Wormphlegm’s debut project… *ahem*, In an Excruciating Way Infested With Vermin and Violated by Executioners Who Practise Incendiarism and Desanctifying the Pious, a 32 minute single track demo which for the sake of brevity I will refer to shortened as In an Excruciating Way. Village stalwart Izzy is stepping up the retrospective game, and will henceforth deliver a fresh one every Friday! Make sure to check in weekly for a dose of nostalgia. - Ed.  Written by: Izzy
Have you ever wondered what John Zorn sodomizing a saxophone at a Godflesh concert would sound like? Well, if so, firstly let me say you have excellent taste, and secondly, I think it would sound a hell of a lot like God’s 1992 cult classic Possession. For the shamefully uninitiated, God are a strange and short lived band formed in 1987 with an expansive list of semi-notable underground musicians that have occupied its roster. They employed a rather bizarre and grotesque blend of industrial metal, avant-garde jazz, and noise rock, resulting in an aberrant creation I truly feel no reservations in calling one of a kind. A frenzied and insane concoction of influences, Possession is an album that, if released today into the musical landscape of streaming and accessibility, would no doubt in my mind be hailed as a masterpiece.  Written by: The Voiceless Apparition
So here we are again! I'm just gonna get straight into it. Holocausto de la Morte is the second album (not counting the bootleg release of what was supposed to be their first album) from Necrophagia. Notably, a lot had changed for Necrophagia since Season of the Dead. For one, the band broke up in early 1987, in which Killjoy subsequently began a few other projects including his solo band Killjoy and the ever-underrated (and previously reviewed by your's truly) Cabal. After Cabal broke up, Killjoy retired from the music industry to focus on taking care of his family, but in 1998 something changed. Killjoy was approached by none other than Philip H. Anselmo of Pantera fame. Philip and Killjoy had been in contact since the 1980's and Phil always showed his appreciation for Necrophagia. So, to my knowlege, the story goes that Phil asked Killjoy if he'd reform Necrophagia...and he originally declined, But, due to the persistence of Phil, he gave in, under the condition that Phil write the sickest, most horrific, and deranged horror metal album of all time. Within a month or two Phil came back with this entire album written. Killjoy was so impressed that he agreed and thus the reformation of the greatest band of all time came to be, and therefore Holocausto de la Morte was vomited forth from the gaping womb of extreme metal.  Written by: The Voiceless Apparition
Welcome to my Necrophagia discography retrospective series, where I will be reviewing all six Necrophagia albums in order (EP's and comps may be reviewed at a later date). The reason why I decided to do this is because Necrophagia are my favorite band of all time, and I feel it's necessary to spread the gospel of filth to the unacquainted. Necrophagia were one of the first ever death metal bands, but yet not a lot of people know that. With that in mind, I'll just get right into it. A great album should always begin with the mood, and here the mood is set with "Season of the Dead/Forbidden Pleasure. A creepy acoustic guitar passage begins this album, and really adds so much atmosphere. After the guitars fade we are greeted with a horrifying mix of ghastly choir vocals and ritualistic ambiance before everything explodes into atmospheric riffs and the (always recognizable) voice of Killjoy. "Bleeding Torment" is a brutal onslaught double bass devastation and catchy riffs for days. I love the little tricks that Necrophagia employs, especially the dropout of all of the instruments for the drums to have their time to shine. Village stalwart Izzy is stepping up the retrospective game, and will henceforth deliver a fresh one every Friday! Make sure to check in weekly for a dose of nostalgia. - Ed.  Written by: Izzy
Glass Casket are a bit of a personal gem. While they’re far from being the first deathcore band, their 2004 album We Are Gathered Here Today… is, in my mind, one of the most iconic and seminal deathcore releases out there. It is one of the earliest examples of a modern-ish sounding deathcore release, and, without a doubt, one of my all-time favourites. But as with many amazing bands, they are sadly overlooked, because their work was sandwiched in a period of time just before deathcore blew up. Glass Casket, alongside many others, ended up getting forgotten in favour of their contemporaries who would go on to bring the genre both its popularity and infamy. |
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