Sure to split as many opinions as it will ear drums, the new album from Swedish metallers RazorRape is one riveting horror show of visceral intensity and sonic pestilence rapped in carnivorous grooves and a vocal delivery bred from the fiercest wildlife. A fusion of death metal and gore grind further loaded with a creative devilry best described as an aural equivalent of a Hieronymus Bosch painting, Orgy In Guts sees the Malmö duo of drummer/vocalist Martin Schönherr and guitarist David Mauritzon dripping blood, sex, and mayhem from every savaging masquerading as songs. It quite possibly is the band’s finest moment; certainly it is their most compelling, starting immediately with the outstanding Illustrious / Robert Zimmermann created cover wrapping its torturous landscape.
From opener Bonesaw Facefuck, band and album descend on ears and psyche with brakes locked off, the track unleashing a violent tirade of rabid riffs and corrosive rhythms. It is soon breeding increasingly enticing if senses searing grooves whilst vocally Schönherr spills his guts, though as hinted in the song and more inventively across the whole of the album, there is a rich and powerfully pleasing diversity to his delivery which at times even outshines the musical variety on show. Lyrically who knows, words all come out as a pestilential torrent of texture and sound. We cannot even say if it comes in Swedish, English, or Mongolian but we can testify it, as the ravenous sounds, just gets under the skin to spark ears and imagination.
The impressive start continues through both A Beast of Human Waste and Holy Gory Glory Hole, the first a predator from its first breath and growl. Staggered swings and riffs merge to share the assault with all out ferociousness across an ever developing scenery, the track inventively mixing up the carnal savaging before its successor thrusts the listener into a sense stripping, flesh devouring, sonic wind-tunnel. It too is unafraid to fling a tangy groove into the tempest as well as jumble up its gait and fury to fine effect.
As with numerous similar genre offerings, there is a surface similarity which often cloaks the individual character of some songs but as incitements like Spinal Cord Impalement and Vomit Drenched In Mucus reveal, let the ravishments consume, and at times numb, whilst delving deeper into the slamming turbulences only leads to the discovery of generally unique identities. Both tracks offer such proposals, they as next up Choking On Feces and indeed the album’s title track, sharing many traits within their unbridled riff driven hostility but equally uncage plenty of twists vocally and musically to set each aside of another.
To be honest at this point RazorRape have got the job done in drawing plaudits and appetite but they only dig deeper, the previously mentioned song Orgy In Guts an offal strewn bloodbath of sound raising the ante before Black Flood Of Body Fluids swings its thick bones and pus spewing animosity in a rancorous swagger complete with sonic and acidic corruption. As great as they are both have to submit to the glory of the outstanding Bitch Butcher Boogie, a song best described as Cajun grind. Throwing itself on to ears with a rockabilly groove aligned to country bred melodic flames which further erupt within its nefarious shuffle, the track provides two minutes of dirty, insidious, and mercilessly addictive primal depravity.
It is a pinnacle few tracks can match though the likes of the breath-taking, energy eroding Grinding The Dead and the just as hellacious but even more merciless and crushing Rampage In Red give it a more than fair try whilst Rot In Excrement crawls over the remains with its scourge of sonic malevolence and cancerous devilment.
Lady Gagball comes equipped with sonically toxic but contagious grooves which wind around a leering wall of rhythms and riffs. There is great bedlam to the song, especially with the unpredictable and psychotically varied delivery of vocals, which helps provide another major moment upon Orgy In Guts before Hey Whore, Let’s Gore storms over and chews up the barricades with its addictive violation of body and soul.
The album closes with Tennis Racket God, the only track which does not quite work for these ears, RazorRape offering a classic metal spawned finale with relatively clean vocals and melodic tempting. It is a fair enough offering which is easy to go with but within its first half minute a longing for the return of the sonic bloodletting and swinish/ throat blistering squeals and growls were steering reactions.
Nevertheless it cannot derail a thoroughly punishing and enjoyable trespass on the senses from RazorRape, Orgy In Guts providing grind in any shape it comes something to get down and relentlessly boogie with.
Orgy In Guts is out now via Rotten Roll Rex @ https://rottenrollrex.bandcamp.com/album/orgy-in-guts
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RingMaster 17/07/2015
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