The press release accompanying Execute The Innocent, the debut album from Austrian death metallers Brewed and Canned, suggests band and release is for fans of Cannibal Corpse and that is in many ways is all you need to know in deciding whether to face the brutality of the album. Except there is plenty more to the thrilling violation to take on board too; certainly the quintet from Vienna which formed in 1998 has a recognisable sound firmly seeded and bred in the older schooled premise of the genre but it comes with a technical rapaciousness and vicious intent that separates Brewed and Canned from the crowd.
Formed by twins Maximilian (drums) and Michael Fingernagel (guitar), whilst aged 15, Brewed And Canned has taken its time to unleash its first toxic full-length upon the world though the time has seen a trio of self-released demos which more than hinted at the impressive senses tainting which marks their debut album. The line-up of vocalist Florian Greiter, bassist Will Wöber, and guitarist Philipp Oppenauer alongside the brothers, uncages a provocation which has no time for trivial persuasions and intensity lacking temptations, the ten tracked onslaught an exhaustive and compelling aggressor but one with the knowledge and skill to damage through precise sonic endeavour as well as primal hostility.
As soon as the barbaric rhythms of Max slam down on the senses to the venomous courting of the guitars and the deliciously demonically throated bass, attention is gripped by Multiple Bone Injection soon followed by an eager appetite as the band surge forth with rhythms flailing and riffs tearing the ears. It is an intimidating ravishment completed by the guttural spewing of Greiter, his voice a heavy yet coaxing toxicity grounding the fiery rampage of the track. The opener stirs up the psyche just as thoroughly too, a guitar solo adding citric spice to the virulent poison swamping the air, and though arguably the tempest is not offering anything openly new there is a vein of invention which begs to differ.
The following Behind 8 Doors also takes no time to settle on its intent, riffs and rhythms scarring and beating the senses voraciously from the first second as the vitriolic fury of the song and its narrative builds venom to soak the twist into a slower predatory gait. Complete with a contagion built groove, the song seduces with violence in its mind before switching back and forth into a vindictive cyclone of energy and power. The track leaves a bruised recipient in its wake, one never going to find any respite as the savagery continues with the outstanding Harvest and similarly intensive Perverse Reflections. The first of the two lurches over the senses with a menacing swagger and another irresistible groove which is not too distant a cousin to that of Pantera’s walk. With incendiary guitar scorching and a rhythmic fisting equally stealing the passions, it passes over to its successor and another immediate triumph. A varied vocal delivery sets out the premise which the guitars colour with expressive hues and sonic enterprise whilst bass and drums provide a crippling voracity in yet another prowling encounter. As with all songs, every member impresses singularly and as a united vicious roar, the guitars especially immense and inventive as well as mouthwatering with their intensive designs here.
From the two pinnacles of the album, there is a small dip as Killfuckfeed ferociously tucks with an unrelenting predacious gnawing into the senses. It is a slight drop really and mainly because of the might of the song’s predecessors, but it is fair to say that the protagonist never allows the hunger for the album to drift as neither does the severe Into Slavery, a track which traps and grievously enslaves the ears before spearing them with unpredictable sonic temptation and an undulating but constantly imposing carriage. It is another highlight though the fading out of the song annoys, a short grievance soon forgotten as the brilliant title track instantly has body and imagination involved with its emerging exploratory coaxing. A slow canter accosts whilst a guitar soars with caustic melodic flames through its thick scenery, the almost progressively spawned enterprise bewitching from within the building tension and intensity. Providing a flowing harsh landscape to revel in, the instrumental removes its intrusive charms for the rampaging and equally inflammatory might of Breathing The End to unleash its fierce breath and muscular malevolence. Barely two minutes long, the hellacious maelstrom has passions surging, and though again maybe some will claim there is little that has not been unheard before, it is a captivation of incredible infectious passion and enterprise easily defusing any doubts.
The final pair of songs, Vomiting Liquified Innards and A Violent Malestorm, do not quite match what came before but certainly in the case of the first stretches the invention and boundaries of the album with a masterful sonic web of intrigue through the skill of the guitarists and a rhythmic insistence which is quite breath-taking. Its successor with also a colourful enticement of melodic patterns is a final inhospitable slab of addictive vehemence and uncompromising craft leaving ears ringing, senses hurting, and passions longing for more.
Execute The Innocent may have been a long time in its gestation but has introduced Brewed And Canned to a wider audience and spotlight with impressive endeavour and merciless voracity. It feels safe to say that we and death metal are heading for massive exploits with the Austrians, though hopefully in more frequent assaults.
Execute The Innocent is available through Blacksmith Records now.
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