Fange, blackened sludge full of savagery and malcontent. These dudes wouldn't be caught dead petting kittens or shopping for produce at an organic farmers market. At least that's how I hear it... No whimsy, no charm and certainly no fucking hope. This is how I want my d-beat crust to sound; negatively charged with a cinder block on the gas pedal... If I wanted my crust any other way I'd eat a pizza.
Matthias Jungbluth (of Calvaiire and founder of Throatruiner) handles the vocals with primal bursts that take shape in shrieks, wails, yells and screams that sound more like feral wolves snarling over a fresh kill while the drums are almost smothered to death by bass noise and guitar fuzz. The last minute of the last song, Girone Della Merda sums the entire album up very well.
It's official release date is September 02 but you can get it digitally earlier, essentially for free at a 'name your price' option on bandcamp, or the gentleman fee of a couple bucks so these dudes can sleep at night knowing their loved and appreciated. Another Throatruiner release, and like the Plebeian Granstand album posted last week, it is everything this blog stands for. Dig this or dig your grave, bud.
Purge (bandcamp, name your price)
