When you are reviewing an album that has tracks called “Spitting in Infinity’s Asshole” and “Strip Nude for Your Killer”, you know you are in for a good time… and by good time, I mean a sickening black/sludge/doom affair that falls under the same umbrella as Cough, Negative Reaction, Highgate and such.
The formula for Coffinworm (featuring members of grindcore act Black Arrows of Filth & Impurity) is simple; oozing, scrawling fuzzed out sludge/doom, rendered with an icky black sheen and shrieks (with a few guttural growls), but Profound Lore (as they do with most genres) has managed to dredge up the vilest, nastiest form of the style in quite some time. A few steady rumbles and blast beats (“Start Saving for Your Funeral”, “The Sadistic Rites of Count Tabernacula”) as well as some expected doomy moments litter the festering soundscapes; for the most part, however, the six lengthy tracks are slow, weeping wounds of genuinely disturbing sludge. A couple of sort of ambient and spoken word moments derange the album here and there (i.e “Spitting in Infinity’s Asshole”, “The Sadistic Rites of Count Tabernacula”) but they are not really any sort of expansive post-rock indulgence, but more like haunting breathers before the next violation. Nothing is upbeat, hazy or groovy―just a dank, vile crawl, befitting a piss, cum and shit filled sex dungeon. None of the tracks really stand out, but rather the album is a torturous 43 minute journey into sado-sexual horror and depravity.
Sanford Parker’s production (Minsk, Yakuza) and mix might be his nastiest work to date, and ensures that every feedback drenched lurch and masochistic screech violate your senses, leaving you with the sonic equivalent of syphilis.
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Isn’t it “When All Became None”?
on May 28th, 2010 at 17:05Yes, yes it is. Fixed. Thanks for the heads up.
on May 28th, 2010 at 19:11this is a great album.
on May 29th, 2010 at 02:47