The ol' track review. It's been a while since we've had one, but lo, the promo bin hath spoken. If you're not in the reading mood--and really, we long-winded scribes shan't blame you--head on down to the embed below.
As a genre based in speed, aggression, and blunt-force viscerality, grindcore needs to be exciting in order to stand out from the bile-stained crowd. Brutality simply isn't enough anymore to garner or maintain interest, and that's why acts such as the wildly inventive Beaten to Death have risen through the ranks. Memorable, punchy, innovative, and perhaps a little unhinged. Necessary components all, and that leads us, conveniently enough, to the subject of today's review.
Despite only possessing one track--and a gleefully short one, as grind is wont to provide--Indonesian one-man nigh-unpronounceable outfit Neurocysticercosis makes an appropriately exciting entry onto the scene. The band name refers to Pork Tapeworm Infection, which should tell you a little bit about the aesthetic priorities on tap. Grotesquerie aside, "Убитый" is a wacky track, brutal and fresh in its execution. If this is reflective of Neurocysticercosis’ potential, the Sleeping Village’s decrepit (albeit wizened) soothsayer foretells great things indeed.
With a saxy intro that wouldn't be out of place accompanied by a pixelated dissolve in a 90's public broadcasting segue, we're off to the races. Think ByoNoiseGenerator's brassy interludes, but with more irreverent sass. Delightfully frenetic guitar skitters alongside manic drumming and a tinnitus-inducing metronome. A click and/or gurgle that reminds the more primal corners of my mind of a bastardized Predator vocalizations lurks beneath. It’s a driving and brief voyage, but remains endlessly entertaining. Considering the act of checking out "Убитый" below will take, oh, only slightly more than a minute of your time, I, for one, wholeheartedly recommend the experience. Grind fan or no.i2