Greece’s Dephosporus have the kind of name that drives a word processor’s autocorrect absolutely bonkers. Also, their drummer has been in every single band ever formed in Europe. We reviewed their last one (Ravenous Solemnity) right here, so we can skip most of the history lesson and get right to the nitty gritty of the band’s -ugh, this tag is still the lamest- astrogrind. Sorry, it sounds like lube. Not that lube is lame, but grind based entirely around it would likely produce the opposite effect of said product.
Impossible Orbits doesn’t see the band attempt anything new, nor anything incredibly complicated. What it does do is second-gen first-gen grind worship, and it does it in a supremely satisfying manner. The blasting in particular is oftentimes just a millimeter slower than the d-beat action preceding it, which is a staple of the Nasum via Napalm Death sound. Derivative as all hell, but MAN do these guys have fun with it.
Where Dephosphorus sets itself apart, if ever so slightly, is in the vocal department. Panos Agoros executes a wild, raspy howl similar to Adi Tejada from the late, great Uphill Battle. His cadence, however, rarely fits into a mold in the syllabic sense. One bar will have a total of two words, and the next will have ten or more rammed together. It’s reminiscent of bands like Benumb that put energy over perfection, which is even more enjoyable in our current era of gloss and sheen in recording techniques.
Almost nothing on Impossible Orbits tops the three-minute mark, with most tracks hovering in the two and a half minute range. Still, even with a brief running time, a section or two gets a little grating, especially when the band veers gently into repetitive, sludgier territory. It’s more of a momentum killer than a genuine annoyance, but in all fairness a small handful of tunes could be 90 seconds or so and still serve their purpose.
But at a total of twenty-four minutes, that’s far from a deal killer. Impossible Orbits is largely an enjoyable experience, and probably the best grind album so far this year. It’s not a step forward for the band or the genre, but neither was John Wick 2, and that shit still kicked all kinds of ass even with its never-ending expectation of suspension of disbelief.
Both Impossible Orbits and John Wick 2 are available for purchase now at you favorite physical media retailer.