Lines In Wax

TWELVE YEARS OF UNWANTED OPINION

Month: March 2018

Gorgonized Dorks / RedSK – Split CDr (2012)

Gorgonized Dorks / RedSK – Split CDr (2012)

This is just pure analogue noise heaven; bleeping, blooping, leaping, looping fun for all of the family, or something like that. Dancing along the line that zig zags haphazardly between a harsh noise auditory palate cleanser and the type of soundtrack you’d get in a b-movie about aliens invading the earth, Disregard Your Life is a refreshing and almost relaxing trip through the world of electronic noise. The first track, at just shy of nineteen and a half minutes long, is a massive departure from the regular noisecore explosions that Gorgonized Dorks specialise in. RedSK bring a harsher attack to the table; ear-drum irrigating distortion fluctuates between bowel churning rumbles and synapse-frying screeches. What a beauty! 

Pornorama / Lord Piggy – Split EP (2015)

Pornorama / Lord Piggy – Split EP (2015)

This is a digitally released EP between two pornogrind bands, one from Thailand and one from Mexico. Pornorama are the latest addition to the Bedroom Pornogrind Club, offering a plodding, somewhat tedious approach to proceedings. It is, honestly, not that good. The riffs are pretty interesting but the vocals are crap and the drumming is thin. Lord Piggy have a slightly more filled out sound, but fall into the Cemetery Rapist school of crickets-meets-chugga-chugga death metal. I suppose, I could stop being an elitist dickhead and class this as pornogrind, but it is much closer to badly recorded brutal death. Musically, despite seemingly having culled tracks from various different sessions, Lord Piggy are on point. The vocals though, make me want to put my head on a train track. Top the whole thing off with awful fucking artwork and hey presto, one pornogrind split. Forgive me being harsh here, but this whole release is tired as fuck.

Ritualistic Sex With Corpses – Sexus Corpus Infernus (2012)

Ritualistic Sex With Corpses – Sexus Corpus Infernus (2012)

Well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle, I forgot that I owned this. I dug it out for a trade recently and realised I hadn’t covered this for the site. Bobby M sent me this back in 2012 when my girlfriend was in New York, so I had a week long goregrind and pizza binge, really getting to grips with the depths of the genre. RSWC incorporates spooky, echoic production into the gorenoise style, bringing all manner of bizarre sound effects to the table, which is a bit refreshing compared to the usual full on blast of ear-destroying noise. I mean, that kinda shit is great, but its often done without tact or thought. This is really cool and interesting. A forgotten gem. May it find peace with its new home.

Dimmu Borgir – Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia (2001)

Dimmu Borgir – Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia (2001)

After returning to this after some time, the first thing that strikes me is how fucking massive those drums sound. Yeah, the kit is triggered out the wazoo, but this is symphonic metal my dudes, not acid jazz. Nicolas Barker plus triggers equals percussive armageddon. Piledriving blastbeats and mind-warping double bass is the order of the day, leading Dimmu’s razor sharp twinkly goth heaviness from the rear. The band got a bit “poppy” on this record (not quite as close as some of the deathcore chugga chugga riffage on the patchy¬†Abrahadabra, however) but Shagrath’s vicious snarl and Barker’s incredible drumming keeps the band firmly rooted in the underground. A brilliant metal record.

Anal Whore – Sexual Perversion (2001)

Anal Whore – Sexual Perversion (2001)

Everything Anal Whore puts out has this somewhat endearing (lol) analogue quality, as if it has been recorded onto tape or using an old school drum machine. It adds a warm edge to the project’s insane pornogrind approach, taking the maniacal, noisecore-direct path rather than the groovy, plodding variant. Sexual Perversion is the first EP under the moniker and was released way back in 2001, cramming 22 nonsensical tracks into 17 minutes of mush. The pitchshifted, bass’n’drums machine gun attack is immensely more enjoyable than the “noisecore” style tracks, which come with a different breed of vocal attack, more so in the shouted/yelled school of jabbering. I mean, this is great, dingy, noisy shite. Definitely for life-long noisecore dweebs only, however.

Terror At The Wax Museum (1973)

Terror At The Wax Museum (1973)

This looks like something of a classic, but unfortunately fails upon delivery due to excruciating pacing issues. The plot follows a series of characters as they squabble over the estate of the late John Carradine (who plays yet another useless mad scientist / professor type). Basically, Carradine’s character was about to sell out to an American, and have the contents of his wax museum shipped to New York. The wax creatures of his museum are sentient, and do not agree with the proposal, so quickly do away with their master. Personally, if I was a murderous waxwork, I’d enjoy a trip to New York, if only to get away from the stink of industrial London. Anyway, the plot is a bore and not even the low cut tops of the female cast can save the day (I’m truly sorry, feminists). The fight scenes are unbelievably hammy and the score irritating and intrusive. Throw in a Scooby Doo-grade ending, and you’ve got a perfect recipe for British horror nonsense.

Tu Carne – Culto a La Muerte (2007)

Tu Carne – Culto a La Muerte (2007)

Tu Carne play boisterous goregrind in a groovy style. Despite this, there is nothing groovy about their pitchshifted vocals – that shit is, how can I put it – evil as absolute fuck, yo. There is also something of a hardcore punk sensibility, particularly in the production sound of Culto… and especially in the riffs, which at first results in an awkward mesh of styles. One of course, which works rather well once you have adjusted to the several varieties of filth. Tu Carne are a legendary band in the goregrind style, and it is not hard to see why. It kinda reminds me of say, Kadaverficker meeting Impetigo, at an 80s thrash gig. Awesome!

Party Cannon – Partied In Half (2013)

Party Cannon – Partied In Half (2013)

Party Cannon are a somewhat legendary band on the British underground. They wallow mainly in the slam sub-genre of death metal and hail from misty Scotland. It is refreshing to see a band bringing some colour and humour to the drab and excessively gory bogs of the death metal world (without, of course, losing anything in ferocity or musical dexterity). Clean and precise production has allowed Party Cannon a clear canvas to err, be able to have shat out their colourful enema of metallic joy in a medium that can be enjoyed and ingested by the whole family.

Maceo Plex – Conjure Infinity (2015)

Maceo Plex – Conjure Infinity (2015)

This was one of those little gems that I accidentally discovered via Spotify. Maceo Plex’s Conjure Infinity EP/single seems to tread the line between deep house the more hypnotic stylings of the pystrance genre. Throw over some dark electronic passages and you’ve got yourself a recipe for success. The two tracks almost meld as one (the second may even be a re-working or a remix? What do I know…) and have a chilled, subliminal feel despite being driving and a bit sinister. Good stuff!

[Gone Dark]Bleach / Survivalist – Split CD (2006)

[Gone Dark]Bleach / Survivalist – Split CD (2006)

Welcome to a world of dark, dense, atmospheric horror. The title of the split, for both acts, is Domestic Goddess, and coupled with some The Rita-esque artwork, delivers a seedy yet subliminally disturbing romp through the, dare I say, usual tropes of the power electronics genre. That is not to tar the artists here as “usual fare”, but [Gone Dark]Bleach offers a much more variant and interesting approach to the subject matter at hand. Survivalist draws from similar-sounding samples, but delivery is thrown across in a much more unfortunately irritating manner. CD available from Palinopsia Recordings. Domestic Goddess by [Gone Dark]Bleach / Survivalist

The Cramps – Stay Sick (1989)

The Cramps – Stay Sick (1989)

This band’s discography varies in quality for me, especially as time goes on. Perhaps amazingly, there are no massive, bulging stinkers, which is pretty impressive considering the length of their career and the apparent “simplicity” of the ingredients that make up their music. I feel that a dirgy, analogue sound lends itself to Cramps records much better than the clear, professional production jobs on their later albums. Stay Sick strikes a good balance between the two, and is a perfect starting point for somebody new to the band. I love the horror shlock and the endless innuendo just seems to add to the sleazy vibe in spades, rather than come across as cringy or desperate. The swagger that carries the rocka/pyschobilly tinged punk snot has enough room about the hips for loads of smut to come along for a ride, and what a ride it is.

Ferox – Face Life (2015)

Ferox – Face Life (2015)

We played a show with these guys in Bruges (ha, geddit?) earlier this year (edit: nearly a whole year ago! I need to get through my posting schedule quicker, jeez) and I thought it would be a pretty clever idea (always full of ’em) to check these guys out before we went over. As with all things that I touch, Lines In Wax temporarily fell to shit and it took me a gazillion years to finally get this review together into something coherent. That’s just how it goes around here, folks! Ferox play their own brand of metallic hardcore and this record is the perfect showcase of that sound. Check it out.

Orifice – Better Than Sex (2009)

Orifice – Better Than Sex (2009)

Orifice play sloppy, burpy, bottom-flapping pornogrind, which, refreshingly, does not get stuck into the endless tupa-tupa snoozefest. Better Than Sex comes across as almost identical to early Anal Whore, but with more, er, melody in the mix. It all sounds a bit lo-fi at first, but the guitars are churning out some interesting riffs, and the drum programming is fucking spot on. Lazy drum programming is the downfall of many a bedroom grindcore outfit, but that is absolutely not the case here. I haven’t listened to some pornogrind in quite some time, but shit like this reminds me why I liked the genre in the first place, despite the bad rep and amount of dickheads it seems to attract.

Sacred Few – Beyond The Iron Walls

Sacred Few – Beyond The Iron Walls

Welcome to a world of cornier-than-corny rock and/or roll. Sacred Few few play metal in the metaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal sense of the word – metal so metal that it is basically bad hard rock. You know what I’m talking about right? Songs about riding bikes and coming and playing your town and all of that shit. But, there is something about this that is so deliciously more-ish, like a crap children’s cereal. If female fronted rrrrawk is your bag then you should need no convincing to give this a go, otherwise it might be a bit more of a struggle. The production doesn’t help; for a start it is incredibly inconsistent, seemingly cobbled together from several sessions rather than being a coherent album recording. The artwork too… think I’ll stay away from that. Enjoy it for what it is!* ūüėÄ (edit: so as I was putting this post together to get it up online, I came across a bunch of the same songs but sung by a dude. Was the album re-recorded with a female vocalist? Beyond The Iron Walls’ reissue is advertised as being all of the material the band ever recorded, but one quick look on YouTube will reveal that this is completely untrue. Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on here?) *fucking shite.

2 Minuta Dreka – Porno Bizzarro (2015)

2 Minuta Dreka – Porno Bizzarro (2015)

Its no small joke how long the world (well, the goregrind world) has been waiting for a new 2 Minuta Dreka record to drop, and now that it actually has, it has seemingly taken me a whole age to get around to reviewing it. The first thing I notice about Porno Bizzarro is its fairly polished production job, which gives the whole thing a massive fucking gut-punch. The sampling has become more obscure, and lends an authentic, disturbing edge to the Dreka’s maelstrom of shit. This is a band energised, and I can safely say that the record is worth the wait. As far as gurgling, groovy goregrind goes, I have to say that I find 2 Minuta Dreka under-rated. Your average Gutalax fan wouldn’t have heard of these guys, for instance, which is a massive shame. One of Italy’s finest underground bands, for sure.

Gorment – The Ending Quest (1994)

Gorment – The Ending Quest (1994)

Gothic, oddly melodic death metal from Sweden, played in the style of say, Disembowelment meets Vital Remains or some such ridiculous statement. The Ending Quest seems to have that welcoming analogue quality, which is accompanied by that production sound that kinda falls into a wall of hiss (y’know, like how a vinyl record sounds when you reach the tracks pressed closer to the label in the middle). This gives the riffs a wasp-like quality, but also causes the clout of the rhythm section to become somewhat diminished. The drumming in parts, whilst technically excellent, is almost paper thin. If you like weeping, mournful riffs as much as you do your savage blasts and viscous riffage, I would strongly recommend giving this a listen.

Dwarves – The Dwarves Are Young And Good Looking (1997)

Dwarves – The Dwarves Are Young And Good Looking (1997)

There’s something just downright cheery about this record. Blag Dahlia seems to have this twisted way of making songs about being a violent, jailbait chasing punk seem all sunshine and roses. I mean, the album cover is kinda a give away to the true nature of this upbeat, poppy punk record, but there we go. The first seven tracks of this thing are pure unstoppable, sleazy, violent punk sang through gritted teeth and an insane smile. A bright, sprightly production compliments tight riffing, crisp drums and shimmering guitars. I love this band.¬† Stand out tracks include “I Will Deny”, “Demonica”, “Everybody’s Girl” and “The Crucifixion Is Now”.¬†

Paediatrician – Deformed Premature (2011)

Paediatrician – Deformed Premature (2011)

(Hats off to the artist of this record sleeve – 5/7 would commission art) Paediatrician offer us medical sloppiness portrayed through the brutal death metal medium. Deformed Premature offers bludgeoning riffage, meeting ants-in-your-pants drumming and the usual scatological farmyard range of vocal rituals. It draws a little blood (virally infected, no doubt) from the slam genre, specifically in more of the choppier guitar playing and the higher vocal sounds. All in all, it is solid, dense, consistent and entirely enjoyable. Some of the songs even have an over-arching melody being flayed from the guitars, kinda like how I’d expect Lymphatic Phlegm to sound if they went to a bigger budget studio.

Surf Nazis Must Die (1987)

Surf Nazis Must Die (1987)

Quite possibly the worst (best?) film I have seen thus far. I mean, wow, this is bad. This is about a bunch of rival gangs vying for control of the beach now that the police are off the scene due to a massive earthquake or some shit. I don’t really know where to begin. Honestly. I need a moment… Shocking acting on all fronts, except Dawn Wildsmith as Eva, who is probably the most enigmatic member of the Nazi gang. Even by Troma standards this is a struggle to get through. Not even the sparingly used violence and “a bit of tit” can really save it. I only made it through by multitasking; splitting my limited time on this earth between this movie and the Ratebeer website (what a life). Things lull for a while and get exciting, and then lull for another long while and pick up at the end. The last 15/20 minutes are top entertainment, though – watching the Mamma hunt down the Surf Nazis one by one, where the other beach gangs failed. Eva gets cut in half by a speedboat, which is easily the most impressive part of the whole film. The film also scores extra points for its synthesizer soundtrack, which is pretty fuckin’ cool. Finally, the Mengele character looks suspiciously like Rik Mayall. Just saying.