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totally admire the
dude that's handling the vocals here. Going for an extreme vocal
approach is nothing new but getting to this point is not only
totally ridiculous but also totally worthy of sincere
admiration. Through 10 brooding songs this man goes ballistic,
and with a totally raw, and raspy angle the man covers all bases
and protects the band behind him. I mean I can only imagine what
the audition for this dude was like; he must have delivered half
a line before the other members of Gaza looked at each other in
disbelief, got on their knees and begged him to accompany them
on a Dio cover just to see how he sounded
like for real. Once he finished belching the words for "We Rock"
they probably would have blown him just so that he’d stay as
part of Gaza, which by the way, for a band name totally rocks
because is more violent than Prostitute Disfigurement.
Particularly appealing and appalling is the music, which in the
totally depressing "Hospital Fat Bags" is slowed enough to punch
a whole in your cortex and depress you for a week. Plus the
blanket of noise that's laid right underneath the
instrumentality offers one more shade of simple fuckery. Some
people might want to tag this as grind, and sure, the sheer
bestiality sort of grants the tag; but the speed is quite
lethargic. Except for moments when the band gets kind of jumpy,
which is every 10 seconds in "Gristle", this beats you in slow
motion. This is neat, what can I say? I dig it. Pig Destroyer
are getting some competition here. Ugly music is sort of being
revived in 2006, and crusty kids across the globe will rejoice
with shit like this.
By the sixth track, "Slutmaker", these Salt
Lake City depressors kind of wake up from hibernation and add
some speed along with some groove-laden riffs. It's still
totally atonal, and distorted and loaded with feedback and only
lasts a couple of minutes and amidst so much weirdness it's sort
of their coming out of the grind closet theme but let's just say
that as extreme or super extreme music this record is still
totally worthy. Even if that dude tearing his vocal chords bails
out to start a Hammerfall cover band, this band still rocks.
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