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True
story: when I was a kid there were two metalheads in the
neighborhood; a dude with a big head and myself. The
dude with a big head was a real asshole but as the only
one with whom I shared the same passion for underground
music I had no option but to befriend him. He was also
older than me so he was allowed to venture outside the
neighborhood and into the black market, which was the
only place where one could find early releases by
Brazilian bands like Sarcofago and Vulcano and European
shit like Minotaur and Mayhem.
I must admit
that at the time I was more fascinated with the scene than I was
with the music. The look of bands like Sarcofago and Mayhem and
their song titles were to me more appealing than the music,
which at the time I found to be too crude and amateurish. I used
to make fun of the dude with the big head because his tenth
generation demos had such crappy sound. So one day it dawned on
me that maybe if I recorded something myself, I could pass it to
the dude with the big head as some underground gem from Poland.
So I grabbed
a crappy acoustic guitar that I borrowed from a friend and
started strumming really fast on the fattest string. On top, I
growled non-sense. When the tunes came to an end I whistled. I
shit you not. I whistled pretending that was feedback. I think I
even banged with a pen against glass to simulate drums. When I
was done I scrawled the name Necrodeath om the tape, which was the only word
that came to mind. At the time, I was not aware of the Italian
band of the same name.
The next
time I saw the dude with the big head I gave him the tape. I
told him the name of the band and mentioned that they were from
Poland. He took it home. He looked excited. I didn’t see him for
a couple of days but when I ran into him he mentioned he really
liked Necrodeath.
I am telling
this story because Morbid Abortion remind me of Necrodeath.
Apparently this was a bizarre project from the early 90’s. They
call their racket desk metal and I must give them some credit
for actually writing lyrics and putting some effort in the
melodies. But beyond that there is nothing here. No salvable
values. No good songs to hear.
Musically
(and that’s giving Morbid Abortion too much credit) this isn’t
even metal. The melodies are actually pretty hummable but the
dude tapping on the desk doesn’t tap fast enough and the voice
going ‘tatatatata’ doesn’t even go for a low angle or imitates
distortion. If we don’t take into account the first-grade
artwork and the song titles (“Splatter The Gall Bladder”, “Speds
Must Die”, “Guts”) Necrodeath were more metal than this.
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