grindcore

A very long and varied selection of “just about everything left off an album” from more recent Napalm Death recording sessions. Not gonna lie, despite being fairly long, it could be a full length in of itself. There is no lack of quality here considering these are essentially just bonus tracks and “left overs”. This shit goes as hard as any of the more recent records. For once, a compilation worth checking out!

Messy, muddy grind of the gory variety – the same is the case for both bands. Neuropathia are here in their pre-rock’n’roll forms, with subterranean demo-tape quality gore being the order of the day. Mixomatosis has a bit more variety, at least in the sonic palette, but is far messier than their split mates.

Based and mince-pilled.  MxMxMx got the fatter sound, but Ziplock got that tight groove. Winner winner, (vegan) chickan dinner.

Ahhh my life! Stamp on my nuts and throw me in front of a train. This shit is fucking CLASS. The mince stomps on this fucking thing are RIDICULOUS. The drums sound like homemade bullets made from melted down bin lids. The guitars sound like they are made by poor sap wearing a hat with a Hyperemesis patch, who was pushed – along with a crate full of Agathocles vinyl – into the machine from…

Bubbling analog gorenoise to melt the skin off your face and the eyes out of your sockets.

Nice tidy session from Agathocles. Has this recording been released elsewhere? Possibly, but in the words of the band themselves, “Who Cares?” – production is decent yet still fairly primal and disgusting. Nice mix of blasting madness and stompy mince riffs. Looking For An Answer here are in their “hey, we are a new grindcore band, what’s the first thing we should do? Oh, a split with Agathocles, of course!” phase. Which is absolutely above…

When I first got into Napalm, this was teh compilation that I bought. I was a bit disappointed that it was not all just raging grindcore, but that’s what I get for doing my research first, huh. Anyway, nowadays with everything being online and available instantly at the click of a button, this isn’t all that useful, but it was a nice intro to all the Earache years stuff from Napalm Death. It also had…

Does exactly what it says on the tin. What we got here is the Electro Hippies side of the 1986 split with Generic (top band name) reissued with phresh Jeff Walker art a la scum and spread to the far corners of this disgusting world by Jeff and Bill’s Earache records imprint / sublabel, Necrotic Records. As for the music, Electro Hippies are pure crust punk chaos; far past the realm of d-beat and into…

Production? Don’t make me laugh! Where does grindcore end and noisecore begin? Sete Star Sept are probably somewhere right on the cusp with their super prolific blasts of absurd grinding noise. The absence of guitar is felt not so much in the sonic force of the record (which is enough to blow you off your chair) but in the dynamic range of the sound: expect low end, and lots of it. She’s a noisy one,…

Heralded as one of the best war metal / grindcore crossovers in existence, and for good reason, I guess. I tell you what though, it’s weird having spent a life time listening to shit like this to just find some random project one day that is praised to all manner of high fuck for doing exactly what a bazillion goregrind/noise/digigrind bands already do, but hey, it doesn’t matter really, Konflikt is fucking great. Proper hard…

I’ve developed quite a taste for NV’s grinding bass attack over the last decade or so. Their material here is some of their good shit; decent groove and progression in the underlying bass melodies (not sure if melody is the best way of putting it! Ha!) ensures that the songs are more memorable than the usual noisecore fare. Speaking of which, Sloth are an incredibly unique band for one that peddle such utter nonsense as…

LDOH stuff is a treatise on how to perform blasting, stomach churning goregrind in the live environment. Featuring the lineup from the Putrefaction In Progress era (I believe), some LDOH classics are here turned to an indecipherable smear of gory grinding goodness. Lovely! Warscars have less of the gore and more of the grind, if one could be so bold as to break it down in such simple terms. Sometimes though, life really is that…

There’s like this wailing feedback effect that happens every time the sampling stops and the music kicks in, which totally overpowers the rest of the music. For as cool as this release looks, it’s purely unlistenable, even for goregrind / gorenoise.

Heard all (most?) of these Insect Warfare tracks before but that’s absolutely fucking fine with me. Holy shit this band were the fucking goddamn shit. Dobber is an absolute ANIMAL. Super happy to have caught these guys live twice. This shit is seriously, seriously fucking good grindcore. Carcass Grinder appears in my collection several times by proxy of being on splits with bands that I love. They are a fucking great band in their own…

This is probably one of the coolest Lymphatic Phlegm things that I’ve come across. This gorgeous transparent red 7” (like blood, innit) features 11 tracks (yes!) from Limpy Flem on one side. It is a compilation of sorts; all their shortest songs together in one place. However, the songs here that have already appeared elsewhere are completely re recorded for this split. The other tracks are unreleased ones. Fucking cool as shit, brah brah. I…

Another seriously fucking killer early release from Fukpig. The vocals are a lot different than the later stuff, and the guitar has more of a Misery Index / early Brutal Truth kind of feel rather than a HM2 pedal in a beehive sound that came later. Also the drums here are spot on. Ticketyboo, you could say.

The name and the art tells me that this is leftovers or additional tracks from the Bastard sessions. Whether or not that’s true, the songs are a little rougher around the edges both in production and also in delivery. Still, there’s a handful of fucking great tunes here.

Bastards is the 4th album from UK crust/grind project Fukpig (5th if you count 3 and The World Is Weakening as individual records). The first noticeable thing about Bastards is that the production is fucking huuuuuuge. As for the tunes, the rabid, hate-filled bile is still in full effect, but there’s more crust here than grind, with those elements pared right back. It still kicks hard as fuck, though.

Hummingbird Of Death (such a brilliant name) absolutely do not fuck around. This record is a stunning example of how to perform lightning fast grind/powerviolence with a DECENT production and still blow people’s fucking heads off. Yes, there are moments of sludgy, head-nodding riffery, but for the most part this is complete sonic destruction at break-neck speeds. Totally fucking awesome.

As many have noted before me, the legendary status of such a composition makes it rather difficult to talk about. Each name in the running order – a mere footnote in the playlist here, is instead a whole epoch of extreme metal history (yes, even the not-so-well-known ones towards the back). I would recommend this compilation to anyone who is new to underground metal and grindcore; the glory days of Earache are truly difficult to…

Both bands are a variation on the same theme here. Thankfully, that theme is uncompromising trashcan-beating gorenoise concocted of thunder claps of nonsensical guitar blurs and intestine vomiting vokills. Play it for your gran.

Imagine my suprise after realising I had gotten all the way to 2024 without writing about Frozen Corpse Stuffed With Dope. Sometimes, I take for granted how easy it is to write about new music where there is no attachment to it other than the experiences you have with listening to it that first couple of times. With something like Frozen Corpse, a formative grindcore album for me which I have heard hundreds of times,…

Some great riffs and some excellent drumming, but for the most part Marasmus unfortunately fails to ignite any real excitement during the entire listen. It isn’t a bad album by any stretch of the imagination; but I’m not sure if it is the production or perhaps it is because the dreaded 00s Nasum-inspired deathgrind bubble burst long ago.

Heavy shit, savage shit. There’s a perfect production on this; the balance between raw and well made. It really helps the loaded powerviolence hit home. The whole EP is loaded with this infectious energy that just makes you want to move. Great 7″.

Interesting set of covers from Warsore, of varying quality. Starts off awesome and devolves into live shit by the end (but still OK). Soil Of Ignorance stuff is incredibly well produced. Super vicious grind with precise stop/start bits that really get the blood going. Hard hitting shit that makes you wanna get up and mosh (but not too much, or you’ll make the needle skip).

Honky Reduction era (so bare bones Hull and Randall) ANb hits like a steel girder to the side of the head. You ain’t getting up from this one, homie. 7 tracks in 4 minutes: classic ANb in top form (and the sample here is amazing, I use it IRL too often tbh). Gob are an interesting one. They have the energy of “looser” powerviolence outfits like Spazz or Man Is The Bastard but there’s another…

Think, heavy, disgusting Carcass worship mixed with that old school Agathocles-style mincecore stomp. Yeah, it’s like Reek and Razor Sharp Daggers in a blender, but Malignant Tumour have their own vibe and their own super brutal and sick take on the goregrind genre, that I would consider their demos, whilst not the most original, as super important to the gestation of the genre.

Starting a grindcore comp with a band of the “slow and heavy” variety is a bold move. Irritate come across like the slower, chunkier moments of 90s Agathocles material (which may or may not be a coincidence since the two bands have split with each other). Murder Company sound like a death metal band on crack cocaine. There’s a fathomless heaviness to proceedings, helped along nicely by the overpowering drumming and low guitar tuning, not…

One of the most uncompromisingly heavy things ever recorded. Truly, madly, unrelenting goregrind(noise) is the order of the day. Everything about it is just so absolutely perfect. I first heard this when I was 16 years old and I really struggled to find something in the grindcore world that could beat it for flat out, straight up extremity. Everyone should hear this at least once.

As with all of these kinds of things, once you get deep into the mire of “underground” (as in, “bedroom”) goregrind and or pornogrind, things can get messy very quickly. Thankfully, this fate does not befall the Tribute to Gut compilation, which manages to maintain a pretty solid and consistent level of quality throughout it’s run time. Yes, there are some absolute fucking stinkers here – primarly the “electro” infused cheap digigrind shite that clogged…

ENT stuff is a roaring tide of aggression, which is exactly what you would expect, and the material is around the same kind of quality you get on the original Holocaust… record. Great shit. Filthkick are a variation on a theme. Leaning more towards the crust punk end of the spectrum, they kick you in the face (filthily, no doubt) with their rabid, grind-tinged punk attack. A venomous little split, and a classic of the…

It may have been rerecorded 5000 times but this, the original, you cannot argue with it. Comparisons to Napalm Death are of course apt, but ENT have their own raw punk energy that is propelled along with flashes of absurdly fast d-beat from drummer (here, at least) Stick. The record has surprisingly good production too, excellent levels of clarity for something so filthy and soaked in piss and cider.

I didn’t think it would be possible to “mature” a sound like that which is played by SROM, but Supreme Malicious Necro Terror is proof that it is totally possible. Like hanging meats for drying, or cheese for aging, SMNT is a brilliant extension of the sickess found on Goreblast. The production, whilst still raw, is just, well, disgusting to be honest. It reminds me of old Impetigo or LDOH, but with the trademark “dinner…

Interesting split, from two bands I never thought I would see together on one release. Fistula stuff seems culled together from various sessions, but what the fuck do I know. For downtuned, sludge-loving sleazeballs exclusively.

Absolute fuggen carnage is afoot on Blood’s debut album. They have not quite perfected their death metal / grindcore blend yet but the template is surely there. Expect messy, nasty grindcore with sick downtuned riffs and absurd vocal experimentations. Even in this “proto” form Blood sound fucking fantastic.

A really cool split LP. Carcass stuff is very early, no pitchshifter FX on the vocals. Very primitive, proto-Carcass stuff. A good window into the early days. Napalm Death stuff here is really cool to me because it’s recording in Cardiff here in Wales, back in 1988. The between-song banter (from Mick Harris, if I’m not mistaken?) references the Rhondda Valleys and the boys from Caerphilly, which is pretty funny to hear on a Napalm…

Lives up to the copious carnage proposed by the sleeve art. At six minutes you’d best be paying attention to this shit otherwise it’s gonna sail you by. Expect guitars reminisce of brutal death metal, with the most excellent expected staple of pots and pans drumming, as well as vocals that sound like some sort of demented toilet monster. Fabulous.

Let me preface this review of this legendary split by saying that this is not the best material on offer from either of these bands. Why then, do I still suggest you check it out? Well, When it comes to the original run of LDOH in particular, I feel that the many styles / sounds that they went through had such an important impact on the various offshoots / approaches to goregrind that we still…

Love or hate J-Dawg, he’s 100% right about one thing: Haemorrhage are one of the greatest goregrind bands of all time. This shit fucking slaaaaaays, brah brah (or is that “flays”?). 3 traxxx of stunning medical sickness for you to ram down your gullet. At first it doesn’t even sound like Rompeprop are even trying but some decent grooves and riffs do emerge, as well as that legendary pitchshifter vocal attack. What a beauty! I…

A cool compilation that I used to own, rendered entirely fucking pointless by the fact that the band reformed a few years after it dropped. Another downside is that disc 1 just took a few songs from each album, if I recall.

Forgive me if I’m way off here but at the time this release kinda felt like there was some sort of “passing of the torch” ceremony, what with Rompeprop winding down and GP looking like one of the up and coming heavyweights in the groovy goregrind scene. CBT haven’t done anything in years, TDEBN are very hit and miss, so the genre needed a new face. I don’t think that all quite went to plan…

Smooth, well-produced, effortless violence from legendary hardcore/pv-tinged grindcore maniacs Phobia. 22 Random Acts Of Violence has enough mosh riffs and blasting drums facing off against each other to create what are no doubt the most incendiary of pits. The band have rather nicely contained all said carnage here onto one little CD for you to enjoy at home, and for that we can only thank them for their efforts. Yeah I dunno what the fuck…

Compilation CD of both EPs which I’ve already reviewed so pointless publishing this review to RYM. Comes with a shitty bonus live track as an extra fuck you.

First of all, this EP comes on an awful lot like the later Angels Save Us, but the differences are there for the eagle-eared grindcore consumer. Also, what in the actual fuck is that artwork?

This is crackers. The call and response opening of “B-A-T-H-T-U-B… Shitter!” was not something that I knew I needed to hear in my lifetime, but I feel like my entire existence on this earth is richer and more meaningful for having heard it. On top of that you’ve got a fairly long 7” EP, chock full of bonkers grindcore, with prominent bass, weird angular guitars, and gruesome vocal attacks. Tidy!

LOL the cover image to this one gets me all the time. Back in the “mincegore” boom of the late 2010s, I was always on the hunt for more shit like Hyperemesis and Haggus, and Weedeous Mincer’s Brain Devoured By Mincegore was always a fun listen. Asburd, of course – but fun nonetheless. If you’d rather your goregrind to be about the sticky icky rather than someone’s head exploded across a freeway, then look no…

I’ve had this CD for like 17 years now so I should probably review it. The Cunt Grinder stuff takes a while to get off the ground, taking Gut-inspired procrastination tactics (ie Atmosphere lol) but we’re all secretly hoping they’ll just get to the point. When they do, intros and samples aside, this is some chunky, riff-heavy stuff. Offensive and abrasive, but with a well-rounded and sharp production, there is genuine heft to their material…

AGx stuff is more lo-fi than you’re average lo-fi stuff but fuck if early 90s AGx doesn’t blow your fucking sandals off – proper muffled, treble-heavy blow to the face. Like a brick is a sock. But there’s like, bits of fuckin glass in the fibers of the sock. If you like barely audible, grimy tape recordings, look no further! Blood has a clearer production but instead draws you down into bogs of heaviness and…

Maggot-infested, swarming gore from Czechia with an insane pedigree (in the form of members of Malignant Tumour and the excellent Pathologist). Expect blasting drums, sinister riffs, watery vocals, oh and lots of cool cover songs such as Regurtitate’s “Vulva Fermentation” or Carcass’ “Oxidised Razor Masticator”. Either way, solid fucking production reigns supreme, allowing the sick display to be fully consumed in all of its glory.

I guess this is what the inside of a slaughterhouse sounds like if you speed it up like a 100 times? There is no compromise, only blastbeats on bin lids, meat grinder bass and a torrential current of liquescent gore (the vocals, in case you’re wondering what the fuck I’m talking about). Truly a band after mine own heart!

Surprisingly cognisant and well put together pornogrind, which is yknow, not something you can say very often, I’ll be honest with you. If you’re here reading a review about a band called Sperm Gurgling Necro Fetus then I hope you know exactly what you are in for and yes, this release does deliver the goods, if I can call it that. Definitely and exclusively for sleazy grinders too far down the rabbit hole to even…

What is the Mincecore Agenda you could ask? Cheap beer, weed, vegan food? Black caps with saggy patches stitched on for all? Who gives a fuck, just wag a finger in the air and roll down your balaclavas, this shit fucking rules.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooh (mince commences). It’s really cool looking back now to see just how fucking great early Haggus was. This shit has the mega groove, the mega fucking mincegore STOMP. Combine those irresistible mosh parts with blasting, grinding carnage in a loose goregrind style, and you’re on to a winner. Some of the strongest Haggus tracks are stacked back to back on this EP, making it well worth your time. It’s only a few minutes long…

Far from the best material from either band, but still a fun little split. You’ve got gory early daze Exhumed and three cuts from the super under rated Nyctophobic. It’s hard to argue with that!

An unfortunately very uneventful later effort from the legendary Dead Infection. In isolation, the drums, downtuned guitars and crazy shifted vokills are fantastic, but the end product is kinda mid, with none of the songs popping out at me and the general theme being rather ridiculous and plain stupid. Dead Infection can do no wrong, in reality, but this was one of the weaker releases they ever did. RIP Cyan.

Wild shit across the board. Crossed Out sound raw as hell on this. Blasting, uncompromisng powerviolence of legendary status. What more can I say? Fuck, what more do you want? MITB on side B is always a treat because you never know exactly what you are going to get. The patented blend of bass/drums PV and skull-hollowing electronics never gets old for me (there’s some guitar here too for good measure).

Lo-fi, raw, uncompromising grindcore with tinges of death metal, but of course in the early 90s sometimes these styles were not so easy to separate. High points are subterranean vocals, analogue production with natural drum sound, and excellent songwriting. Lower points include bizarre guitar effects like on “Careless Attitude” which aren’t so great but otherwise this is a cracking little EP from a now legendary band.

gargling gravy goregrind with an excellent razor sharp edge of freshness and ripping riffage. As you can probably tell from the bizarre cover art, there is much more going on here than just the usual blast’n’gurgle goregrind. Nasty Face have expanded their bludgeoning sound with this full length in ways that it is difficult to accurately describe.

Have you ever seen one of those Japanese pornos where a guy is lying under like a glass coffeetable or something, and then this absolutely gorgeous lassie wanders in, sits on the table, and then takes a huge wet shit all over it? The man underneath the table can admire this once beautiful behind like a modern day De Sade; this perfected work of nature becomes a disgusting, shit-smeared mass of flesh and fecal matter…

Chonky, disgusting goregrind with that unique Nasty Face twist. Expect scooped to hell and back guitars chugging out fat riffs that fill the entire space, with trashcan snares being the only sound that can penetrate the thick bog. Bubbling over the top like a frothing maniac is the pitchshifter vokills. The icing on the cake is all sorts of disturbing sound collage work and sampling, which really makes this stand out from other goregrind releases.

Disgusting blasting goregrind with an interesting modern edge. Think Jig-Ai meets Pharmacist, or something like that. The drums are clear as day, so you can feel every blast and double bass kick, the guitars dominate but sound natural and organic, without undue levels of compression or modification. The vokills remind me of Cryptopsy’s Lord Worm, but if he had his mouth stitched shut in some sort of hideous medical experiment. Tidy!

Raging, dense, cataclysmic grindcore of the most savage magnitude. The songs are short, sharp blasts of chaos interspliced with mosh parts and short cool-off periods in between the madness. The main downside here is the same for a lot of “bigger” grind bands, and that is the super compressed and artificial production; drums aren’t too bad but the HM-2 guitar at that loudness / compression is enough to enduce ear fatigue in a matter of…

Squeezing FOUR bands on a 7″ at 45 RPM is a bold move but fuck it this is powerviolence. Let’s run this down: Sidetracked coming at me like some mad preacher screaming down a megaphone in the middle of the street, backed with a powerviolence three piece, of course. A refreshing approach, I’ll say that! The interestingly-named Surfer James have a much fatter sound. Really blows your fucking neck out, with huge pit-widening riffs and…

I can’t remember where I picked up this 7″, but it was probably one of the stalls at OEF – pretty sure Skullhog played one year and I got it then. I have no idea! Haha! Anyway, Regurgitate stuff here is great, 3 traxxx ov waxxx on their side. Fast, d-beat led gurgling gore is the order of the day with a fat sound and enough mosh parts to keep the pit wide fucking open….

Noisy, hideous “death metal” tinged grindcore from back in’t the old daze. Grim blasts of unintelligible noise is the main course for your delectation, although the record does descend into a longer track where there’s repetitive spoken word / clean section of vocals, just in case you really wanted to know what kind of disgusting shit this lot were shouting about. I kinda lose interest here, even on repeat listens the pace is lost when…

I know this is clearly a spoof of sorts but fuck me is this actually really good goregrind music hahaha – my only complaint is that this isn’t long enough! Could have easily gone for a full 7” worth of material here, would buy the absolute fuck out of that.

More gargling gore excellence from the forever putrid caves that Mr. M calls a “studio”. Gangrene Discharge is top drawer blasting lo-fi gurgling for the discerning goregrind degenerate. Spewtum is much the same but a bit looser around the edges, like a splattering of blood filled diarrhoea after passing a solid log the size of a Pringles can. Yeah.

Seriously good shit! For those into the world of messy, disgusting goregrind, then this is the creme de la creme of sick, twisted, splattered metal. Germen and Tu Carne are like spiritual successors (the latter of the former), so having them both on one CD makes a ton of sense. The new find for me here is AxTxS who are just downright fucking sinister. Musically they are also not too dissimilar to Germen, but the…

Not many bands bounce back after a personal tragedy and such a gap between records, but Blasted Pancreas are here to show everyone that they are stronger than ever. Gone is the overarching theme of worshipping Lymphatic Phlegm (though no doubt they are still a massive influence), instead we get a much more chunky and robust style of goregrind. The vocals fit more a brutal death / “tupa tupa” style of goregrind, but the percussion…

Serviceable offerings from Lymphatic Phlegm, who come to us here with chunky, clear production (unless I’m out of the loop on the ongoings of the ‘Phlegm then that’s news to me brah brah). Tracks are solid goregrind but I’ll be honest, they’ve done far, far better elsewhere in their long and crazy discography. Morgue Breath kill it here. Muddy, heavy death metal for the whole family to enjoy. Has that gory edge to proceedings which…

Sick, manic, pitch shifter vocals lead this hybrid mince / grind attack. Featuring a more varied production and level of instrumentation than you’d usually get from gory mincecore, this EP by Toughguy is well worth your time.

Good initial AGx session, padded out significantly with unnecessary live tracks but the intial studio session (very rough quality) is great. Just what I come to Agathocles for. CxTxDx on the other hand are maybe not so great, low quality “mincecore” that is basically just noisecore. Very frantic / hectic / chaotic, but blurs together into one big session save for some punctuation marks in the form of samples (which I think are taken from…

Haemorrhage are – as per usual – on top form here. Grisly, gnarly, slightly sloppy (but it’s OK) goregrind from the masters. Riffs for days, sickness for a few days more, from the opening chainsaw sample to the finale note played. Dead on the other hand are a bit chonkier. Their “sexy” goregrind / death metal hybrid hits like a slab of roast beef to the back of the head (eyyy!), more in the vein…

Taking the early days Cat Decap platters of splatter in a tighter, more precise and streamlined a direction. To Serve Man is like one of those injections that makes you throw up all over yourself, shit yourself, and then pass out. But only after hearing this whole album first. Some of the directions can be nauseating, with neck snapping changes in ideas / riffs but the delivery is so totes brutes that I’m all for…

What’s better than death metal? Why, sloppy goregrind mixed with death metal, obviously. Taking pages from the books of not only Carcass, but also Xysma, Impetigo and even Autopsy, this early daze incarnation of the now legendary Exhumed is a treat in primitive metal brutality done right. The demo grinds along like a rusty machine, but one that will hit you with lethal amounts of force if you are not careful.

This is what I’m talking about! Like being knocked off your feet after being hit by a bloody torso that’s been thrown through the air during a fucking hurricane. Absolute goregrind carnage! Septage pull no punches on this “full length” release. Blasting drums, bone crunching strings, subterranean vocals. Class.

Ah, isn’t it such a beautiful thing? Blasting goregrind to the point where the drums are tuned so high they are floating in outer space. The guitars are so fast that they have turned to a liquid, and possibily a little to gas also. The vocals are the dying (or birthing?) sounds of a creature (or creatures) flopping about in a vat of hideous bright blue liquid in a secret subterranean laboratory. Truly, this is…

Oh what hath we done to deserve the best part of 80 minutes of gargling goregrind? We are not worthy! We are not worthy! Lesser bands could no doubt have turned this same session into four separate “albums” or a lifetime’s supply of split material. Here however, Human Pancake treats us to a veritable buffet of 80s sci fi horror villain vokill-fronted, trashcan snare drum banging, guitars tuned so low they basically sound like bodily…

I used to think this was the shit, but honestly it’s pretty messy and disorganised. And it’s like, OK, you’re talking about raw underground grind / powerviolence here – what do you expect? Whilst there are plenty of barrages of blasting carnage to inflame the senses (lmao) its the “downtime” in between where SOV loses me; there is an irritating harshness to the cymbals which almost drowns out everything else, as well as a general…

My brothers in gore! If Reek Of Putrefaction wasn’t enough for you, or, inversely, it was too much for you (lmao), I implore all of you to work backwards to Carcass’ early demo offering, the aptly-titled Flesh Ripping Sonic Torment. Now, somehow magically sounding better than the band’s actual debut album, Flesh Ripping Sonic Torment is a foundation brick in the wobbly, fleshy building that we can call goregrind. Therefore, to silly idiots like me,…

The Sarcastic Terror material here is a bit clearer than their debut demo / EP, but I can’t say that they have evolved much musically in the 3 years between the 2 releases. I’m not knocking it though, their decrepit grinding death led with demonic pitchshifter vokills is well worth checking out. In-Quest are a new discovery for me, with this split, and they are a bit busier and more energetic than Sarcastic Terror. The…

I’ve gotta give props to Choppin Headz zine for pointing me in the direction of Sarcastic Terror (I can’t remember which issue, sorry!). This is some true underground sickness right here; some proper off the beaten path shit. Sarcastic Terror toe the line between grind and death, with the muddy, chugging riffs of the latter meeting the sensibilities and pitchshifter vocals of the former. Take Fascination With Mutilation era Agathocles and throw them in a…

Sado Grind Metal is an unofficial compilation bringing both the self titled EP and Moloch EP into one session. They are quite awkwardly jammed together, but it’s a good way to experience all the “ancillary” Naked Whipper releases with ease. You could do this album and Painstreaks in one single session and inhale the band’s entire discography in one sitting.

Probably the washiest Naked Whipper session but earns bonus points for lack of watery flanger bullshit. Straight up grimy cassette session ass “sado grind metal” to appeal to your most base and primal musical lusts. Look no further, come in and enjoy the carnality!

Sadistik fukken war metal that’s gonna whip your fanny off, if you give it half a chance. Production? Who cares! These tracks hit you in the face like a lead weight over and over and over again when a suited and booted dominatrix kicks you in the balls at the same time. Yeah.

Ugh! Wishy washy lo-fi fuggen war metal is the order of the day! Can I get a side of extra flange with that please, drive? Tidy! Because nothin’ more Satanic and fukken evil than sounding like you’re under water, boss, ya dig? Cosmic aqua terror incoming! Hold onto ya fuckin’ dickpipes lads!

This is one of those records which I have put off writing about for years and years. I think I could go as far as to say that this is a cult classic of the whole grindcore genre; once you’ve explored the recommended gems, and start to go off the beaten path, Nyctophobic’s first full length should be somewhere on your list of albums to check out. It’s easy to miss, and therefore it is…

Can I get a reeeeee, a skreee and possibly a breeeee? EarDelete play glacial paced “grindcore” with silly vocals and party atmosphere, and in this case an overarching theme of the devil somehow being involved, for reasons beyond my comprehension. Production is good, but the best thing about this is the guitar; thick and chunky with a dark tone. Tidy.

Both bands absolutely kill it on this split. Talk about high energy! Both sessions have fresh takes on the grind template and the production is clear and punchy enough to let both of these projects really shine. Short, sharp and fucking chaotic.

Behold.Total.Rejection. completes my descend into the murky world of Revenge full-lengths. Sometimes I can struggled to think of what to say for certain releases, and Revenge are a band that I’ve noticed this happening for multiple times. I guess once you know what Revenge are about, and you start coming back for more and more, you know exactly what you want and you know exactly what to expect. In that regard, BTR is another variation…

Batcave is up there with Belief… and the first demo as some of the best stuff Fukpig ever did. The production on this short EP is fucking MASSIVE, the guitar enveloping you like a giant wall of deadly force. The drums are also fantastic, especially the blastbeats on “One Of A Thousand Ways To Steal Your Liberty”.

This World Is Weakening is the “fixed” version of 3. You’ll find less wooly production, more balanced instrumentation and more audible vocals (which is nice, obviously). In comparison to the modern remaster of 3, This World Is Weakening seems like a bit of a pointless endeavour but trust me this album was a breath of fresh air into these songs back in 2014. Both versions still warrant investigation today, as Fukpig had truly developed their…

Like Misery Index on crack cocaine. Fukpig really hit the ground running and Depths Of Humanity is a masterpiece in my eyes. It is, truly, one of the most under rated and slept on grindcore / crust demos of any era. The band would go on to become something slightly different, but this first view into what they were about is incredibly good and well worth your time.

Bombs Of War takes the same (or very similar) set of songs from the band’s original demo The Depths Of Humanity and reimagines them somewhat. The differences are marginal, but the production is significantly different. I’m not sure if there was a big lineup change or what; I’m not sure what would warrant the rerecording of all of these songs into a second demo which is arguably not as good as first. If you do…

I was 22 when this came out. I was a vinyl-buying devotee of Devizes Records, and the very minute it was possible to do so, I ordered the 3 album on 12”. Spewings… was OK, but Belief… was fucking savage, and having seen the band live a few times I was now as pumped as I could be for the next Fukpig installment. 3 came and it was just… there. I can’t really remember thinking…

A gargantuan fecking slab of brick-walled goregrind. Loudness war? Forget that shit, you won’t ever be able to hear another record ever again if you play this little bastard loud enough. Obscene production technique aside, Katana Orgy is the Jig-Ai sound fully matured from the debut era, and kind of the blueprint that they would use going forward for the rest of their work. For that reason, and because this album is just generally amazing…

Slightly muddy sound, but an excellent set that covers the first four (read: the only decent) Berzerker albums. I saw them live on this tour and it was fantastic, so to have this disc come out not long after was a nice little treat and reminder about how good they were live. For this line-up Luke had long-time Berzerker collaberator Sam Bean on bass, recent (for the time) Akercocke recruit Matt Wilcock on guitar and…

Leave it to Archagathus to make completely inhospitable landscapes of downtuned grinding mush into catchy songs that are easily digested and heavily enjoyed. Truly, they are masters of the mincecore craft. Bangsat are a more straightforward grindcore affair, not that this is to their detriment; ample carnage awaits you on side B of this short disc.

Random find of the day goes to this fantastic little split EP. Both bands are new finds for me. Ulcer are on the more brutal, “grindcore” end of the powerviolence spectrum, with a bludgeoning production intent on smacking you into the ground. Failure Face on the other hand have a bit more of malleable nature to them. The songs are tightly sprung and bounce around with that undeniable hardcore punk energy. The vocalist is on…

My first boogie with Failure, and hyperspeed, manic powerviolence is the order of the day. Clear, organic production allow the riffs to breathe over the barrage of vocals and blasting drums. Ona Snop are another beast altogether, absolute savage fucking unstoppable barrages of sound paired with riffs that could make a corpse get up and mosh.