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Like
Portal's, with whom Impetuous Ritual share two members,
the music in this album pretends to eviscerate death
metal. It turns it inside out and exposes its entrails,
it shoots it in the head and licks the bloody wounds.
Then, it fucks it through the bullet hole. The revelation –
the music that we get here - is far uglier and more
disturbing than what we’ve come to know and love as
death metal. There is no point of comparison, I know,
but Impetuous Ritual makes one of those silly deathcore
bands sound as devastating as UB40.
Listening to the mouthful of Relentless Execution of
Ceremonial Excrescence is realizing that death metal has
been a complacent genre for far too long.
Well, no more.
I was fascinated by Portal and I am thrilled by this album.
Like nearly all metal albums this one is based around riffs,
right? Yeah, but the six strings have not been used in such a
subliminal and abusive mode since…well the last Portal album. If
there is a major difference between the sound of both is that
while the latter was all warped and coiling riffs, this one
presents more of a wall of sound, with insane sounding chords
that crash and burn, and then they keep on burning until they
turn into a ball of fire that spews molten metal. The atonal quality remains. There is
nothing here that one could prudently tag of being a ‘melody’.
If anything, maybe these Aussies wrote a melody and then they
played them backwards.
The drums
are another point to highlight. When the skins aren’t being
beaten mercilessly at a horrifying doom pace, they are sped up
to proper and not so proper death metal patterns. Kinda.
Impetuous Ritual is a bulldozer either way. One that in slow
instances recalls the abysmal spaces of Disembowelment – notes
are left hanging out to dry only to suddenly be rolled up like
the long sleeves of a chef at work – and that in the faster
moments simply vanishes all traces of normalcy. The vocals are
equally brutal. Incredibly deep bowel movements that have been
caught right at the moment of execration. Spare notes are hit
higher here and there and there, but that’s it. When the beast
is out, the beast being Impetuous Ritual, you better recognize.
This is death metal of death.
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