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Month: November 2015

Electric Wizard – Come My Fanatics (1997)

Electric Wizard – Come My Fanatics (1997)

Electric Wizard are… well you should all know who Electric Wizard are. In a just world every person alive should know who Electric Wizard are. If not, go and listen to the song at the bottom of the post, I’ll wait… Come My Fanatics is Electric Wizard’s (Electric Wizard Electric Wizard Electric Wizard Electric Wizard) second album but it’s the one where they really find their sound. More heaviness, more fuzz, more drugs, more horror movie samples and buckets of misanthropic psychedelia; the whole thing is just wonderful. There are so many good points about this album that it’s hard to name them all. From the main riff on “Return Trip” (which I think is in with a shout of being the heaviest thing ever) to the amazing bassy psych of “Solarian 13”, and everything in between. Words don’t do it justice, so just go and listen to it instead.

With The Dead – With The Dead (2015)

With The Dead – With The Dead (2015)

Fuuuuck me this shit is so heavy, I just had to get my oar in just incase the Doomfinder General shits out a review for this before me! I don’t write about that much doom metal these days so I’ll take this fairly rare opportunity to plug a new supergroup of slow. With The Dead features the original Electric Wizard backbone dynamic duo (later to perform as Ramesses) joined with ex-Cathedral/Napalm Death crooner and Rise Above Records CEO Lee Dorrian. Now how’s that for a good fucking idea? The result, perhaps expectedly, is somewhere between Dopethrone and Endtyme; a bludgeoning affair of smoggy doom riffery and organ-pulping bass tone. For every stoned wondering of what classic Wizard would have sounded like with Dorrian on vocals, there is now an answer, and that answer will bury you into the fucking ground. There’s a bit of classic, trad-doom riffing on “Nephthys” and the odd solo but for the most part this is pure worship to the Wizard sound of old, topped with that magical Cathedral feel. It might seem obvious basing this review around pointing that out, but it’s literally perfect. Have a goose. 

Gorrendous Whoreplasmia – Manic Insertions (2015)

Gorrendous Whoreplasmia – Manic Insertions (2015)

Gorrendous Whoreplasmia is a goregrind/gorenoise project I started in 2013 simply because I’d thought up what I considered to be a really cool fucking name (LOL). I even had a proper logo drawn up (by the late Sludgesicle Records owner Mike Stock, who sadly passed away last year) because I thought the name was just that golden. I can be a total idiot sometimes when it comes to stupid musical ideas, so now that I had this name and this logo I had to go and make some music for it, so I made some shit noisecore, belched some pitchshifted vocals over it and added some dodgy samples and ridiculous song titles and released a split. It was terrible. When I got a new computer I recorded an entire cassette EP called Cold Lunch, and followed that up fairly quickly with another, terribly shitty EP. Then I took a break for a while until recently when I was inspired to make some bowel-churning gorenoise/noisecore influenced stuff so I decided to fire up the Gorrendous Whoreplasmia name as it wasn’t being used anymore, and the .PSD file of that wicked logo was just wasting on my hard drive. The resulting recording is what you have here; the ultimate return of the ultimate pointless project. Manic Insertions is super quick, and over in the blink of an eye, but it showcases what type of aural gloop is festering in the pipeline for the future (a recently completed debut full length is rotting on my HDD). Give it a whirl if you’re into this shit. I just can’t bring myself to write about / use gore on the album sleeves (it just doesn’t feel right to me at all) but I still had to use some absolutely bogging source material for this type of music, so this EP is dedicated to / inspired by the adult actress Hotkinkyjo. If you’ve got nothing better to do, look her up and prepare to be absolutely horrified (the clue is in the EP title).

Windhand – Soma (2013)

Windhand – Soma (2013)

Windhand are a doom band from the USA that play the kind of heavy fuzzy as fuck doom with washed out vocals that everyone loves. Whilst some people will read that as Windhand being some sort of second rate Electric Wizard, the reality couldn’t be further from the truth. Opener “Orchard” sums up the overall feel of the album with massive fuzzy riff following massive fuzzy riff while vocalist Dorthia Cottrell’s haunting voice helps lull you into an almost trance-like state (which also makes the album being named after the perfect drug from Brave New World far more apt). There is a nice acoustic break about halfway through (which you would think is jarring but it actually fits really well and I’d like to hear more of it in the future) before it’s back to the fuzz which ends with my personal favourite song, “Cassock”. The massive (in both sound and length) “Boleskine” follows, and even at 30 minutes it seems to end too soon. Sometimes you really do just want to listen to the same riff over and over again for about 10 minutes because it’s so good. Eventually, it fades and all that is left is the sound of wind and you’re left wondering where the last 75 minutes went.