Tag: Grindcore

God Mother – Obeveklig Review

Fast Rites: because sometimes brevity is fundamental. Our beloved, or reviled depending on your opinion of puns, Andrew Edmunds has started an exceptional new column for us called Blast Rites. He has treated us to

Blast Rites #8: Pulmonary Fibrosis – Pulmonologists Review

When I was in junior high, I had a music class wherein I had to “learn” to “play” the recorder. To say that I did poorly at that task was probably a notable understatement, and

Putrefaction Sets In – Repugnant Inception Of Decomposing Paroxysm Review

Oh, Putrefaction Sets In, you had me at “featuring members of Nasum, Regurgitate, Expurgo, and Lymphatic Phlegm”… Formed three years ago, this Brazilian / American / Swedish goregrind supergroup has finally graced us with their

Pharmacist – Flourishing Extremities On Unspoiled Mental Grounds Review

Not unlike this goddamned pandemic with whom they share a lifespan, it feels like Pharmacist has been around for much longer than they have. Maybe it’s because in two short years, they’ve now cranked out

Blast Rites #6: Proudhon – Social Tympanum Review

Self-created genre tags are always interesting to me – I know I’ve commented on many in reviews past. This French outfit labels their sound “rusty death/grind.” Not crusty, mind you. Rusty. Like that century-old locomotive

Blast Rites #5: Houkago Grind Time / Archaganini – Split Review

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve been listening to Agathocles and thought, “Goddamn, this raw-as-shit rudimentary grinding mayhem is awesome, but I wish it had more neoclassical sweep-picking.” And then I’d have another

Blast Rites #4: Days Of Desolation – Circles Review

Plagues. Wars. Impending climate disaster. Yet another Kid Rock album… Sometimes these days do seem desolate indeed… Thankfully, we’ve always got grindcore to get us through. Belgian three-piece Days Of Desolation returns with their second

Deliriant Nerve – Uncontrollable Ascension Review

Fast Rites: because sometimes brevity is fundamental. If you haven’t noticed, we’re some long-winded sumbitches round these parts. Fast Rites exists in part so we can challenge ourselves to shut the hell up a little