The claustrophobic worm sodden ground has parted once more to see UK horror punks Army of Walking Corpses emerge with their new ravenous EP. Consisting of six tracks which align themselves to the dead with predatory rabidity, K.M.D. is a captivating and thoroughly enjoyable romp of blood drenched, flesh decaying confrontation. It is a striking proposition which is sure to awaken an appetite in newcomers and greater greed in fans for their potent sound. Arguably band and their songs are still engaged in feeding expectations than creating startling surprises but in providing thrilling and compelling arguments with each song, the Nottingham quartet easily encourages patience to happily wait for their evolution to find that unique presence.
Coming to life in 2009, Army of Walking Corpses has become a strong and greedily consumed proposition around their home county and surrounding areas. Created by guitarist Machine who brought in vocalist Le Mang and drummer Nikolai Von Plaskenheimer before after a search finding the deathly skills of bassist Frankenfiend, the band has made its mark sharing stages with the likes of The Meteors, Massive Head Trauma, Skeleton D, Trioxin Cherry, and Crimson Ghosts, the band taking their name from one of the German band’s songs. Their first three track demo caught some attention whilst their first official release, the Deadmen Walking EP pushed the band into a stronger spotlight. 2012 saw the band share a four track split 7” EP called Bloodgods with Crimson Ghosts, a well-received encounter which now is set to be lost in the acclaim for K.M.D. and its furious venom.
Mixed by Andreas Frank of Casket Garden Studios and clad in the artwork of Darkwave Art founder and artist Matthew Vickerstaff, K.M.D. instantly flirts with the imagination as marching feet draw in Invasion of Mutant Slugs. The track explodes from a sonic mist with nostrils flaring and rhythms rampaging feverishly as riffs scrape away the surface of the senses with their sonic rapacity. Vocalist Le Mang adds his grizzled tones, strong intimidation ripe in his pleasing growl yet aligned to a melodic vein, much like the music, which entices from within the tempestuous delivery. There is a feel of Necromantix meets Resurex to the opener which only adds to its carnivorous persuasion and formidable sound, every essence merging for a powerful and gripping start to the release.
The song flows easily into the following Xenocorpse Brainstew which from a haunting melodic coaxing unleashes metallic sinews and a predacious stalking as it consume and intimidate ears. It is a dramatic and intensive start which loses its edge once the song settles into another adrenaline fuelled but predictable charge, its early atmosphere lost in a fury of accomplished but less gripping animosity. Nevertheless the song holds an anthemic lure and contagious strength which easily holds attention and appetite before the excellent Never Alone regains rigorous control with its Misfits like croon of vocals and expansive sonic colour. Le Mang shows he is potent whether crawling venomously over ears or in seducing them with a clean call whilst musically the song rages with coarse and virulent suasion if maybe without exploding into the fury hoped and expected. The heavy metal veining surging throughout the track adds another rich hue to the savagery, providing more evidence of the diverse promise within the band and sound.
One Eye Blind seeps from its predecessor next, enveloping and writing across the senses with a rhythmic barbarity and scourge like riffery. It is another raw and healthily abrasing storm with the continuing to impress vocals backed powerfully by the group calls, stealing the show. Once again Misfits is an easy comparison but there is plenty more to devour and be intrigued by, especially its gothic drama and ambience as it seamlessly evolves into Lost (in the Shadows). The track is a glorious rain of crippling rhythms and scarring riffs which for the first time seems akin to the intro compared to previous songs and their leads. As with its predecessors, the onslaught is unrelenting in its energy and charging gait, drawing on inspirations mentioned already but flourishing within those seeds to sculpt its own infection clad enticement of rabid intent and barbarous tenacity to light the passions even further.
The best track on the release makes way for the closing Man or Beast, an enthralling and just as impressing journey through the cavernous depths of primal darkness. Leaning even deeper into the band’s metal spawned enterprise aligned to their corrosive horror punk endeavour, the track continually twists and shifts across its excellent hostile landscape. At times it lurches into the most vehement scythes of extreme metal and serpentine vocal malevolence whilst in others simply gnaws incessantly on ears with psychobilly bred voracity.
It is an impressive end to a great encounter, one you can only imagine pushing Army of Walking Corpses across the radar of a great many more horror punk and rock ‘n’ roll fans. True it is lacking real originality but as said earlier if the band continues to satisfy and excite with songs like this we can happily wait a little longer for something more distinct.
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