Castrator – No Victim

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photo by Jorge Riaño

It is fair to say that the focus of plenty of the carnage and brutality cast by extreme metal songs protagonists are women; ‘weak’ dispensable victims to suffer and be abused as a theme. But now they have a voice and a just as lethal instigator to lead an uprising in the shape of death metallers Castrator, a band turning the tables and dishing out their own unrelenting revenge and creative ruin. The band consists of five pissed-off ladies, but each is also a skilled musician creating a voracious sound and in the shape of the No Victim EP, a debut release to match.

NYC based Castrator is made up of an international and prolific musicians hailing from Colombia, Florida, Mexico, Massachusetts, and Norway. Identities and background are scarce to be honest but the line-up of the band is vocalist M.S., lead guitarist/vocalist P. Serrano, rhythm guitarist M.D. Åkesson, bassist Robin Mazen, and drummer C. Perez. Their sound is sheer death metal ravishment which has led to references to Cannibal Corpse, Cerebral Bore, Dying Fetus, Incantation, Obituary and the likes coming their way. They expel an emasculating extreme brutality which certainly on No Victim rages lyrically, sonically, and emotionally on the listener like a primal tsunami.

frontcover     The first intensive examination comes with Honor Killing, a fury of ravenous riffs and excruciating rhythms from its first breath. There is no escaping its ferocious and rabid onslaught, or the melodic enterprise which subsequently veins the tirade of viciousness. The song also has a core swing to its tempest which is as contagious as the predatory riffery driving the incitement, whilst vocally the venomous deliveries have an intensity and uncompromising expression which instils even greater hostility in every syllable spilled. It is fair to say that the band is not worrying the outskirts of originality with the song but it barely matters in the thrilling abusing of ears and igniting of pleasure.

The following Brood has an even heavier destructive breath to its raging, every riff seeming more rabid and rhythm malevolent than the one before, a potency matched by the guttural vocal confrontations. Featuring a guest solo from Immolation guitarist Robert Vigna, the track grows in stature and dark devilry with every minute of every listen, bass imagination and guitar grooves especially flavoursome with their toxic endeavours.

The Emasculator opens on a sample from the film Hostel 2, male destruction the fuse to an unbridled and corrosive sonic devastation of the senses. Hooks and grooves again add inviting spices to the wall of rabid maliciousness but it is an avalanche of sound and rancor unafraid to twist and turn with unpredictable ideation and at times doom bred enmity. It is an outstanding track quickly matched by the EPs title track, itself a cancerous trespass of sound entangled in wiry grooves and blistering sonic spite aligned to a rhythmic tirade and discordance. As its predecessor, the track is a web of at times understated imagination, little turns and sparks of invention swallowed by the onrush of sonic and rhythmic violence but bold enough to still reveal their qualities.

The final two songs offer the strongest uniqueness upon the EP, and all leave appetite and bruised senses hungry for more. ‘Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned’ the saying goes, and now armed with the craft and attitude of Castrator, the worm has turned within extreme metal with exciting results.

The No Victim EP is available on CD now via Horror Pain Gore Death Productions @ http://www.horrorpaingoredeath.com/store/hpgd109.html and digitally @ https://castrator.bandcamp.com/album/no-victim-ep

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RingMaster 06/05/2015

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Heboïdophrenie – Origin Of Madness

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It may not be healthy and it most probably will end up in physical damage of some sort or another but being ravaged by French metallers Heboïdophrenie is one of our new favourite pastimes thanks to their debut album Origin Of Madness. A mercilessly brutal and carnivorous onslaught of death metal which has been equally bred from the seeds of thrash metal whilst employing certain deathcore voracity, the release like the band’s sound, is an exhaustingly uncompromising and almost theatrically creative savagery which sets senses and imagination afire. Whether the band is carving out sonic atrocities which are as original as they could be can be argued but it is certainly one of the most demandingly satisfying and enjoyable extreme metal releases in recent years.

Erupting from out of Bordeaux in 2010, with influences from the likes of Vader, Cannibal Corpse, Ingested, The Black Dahlia Murder, Meshuggah, Cerebral Bore, Whitechapel, Carnifex, and Kataklysm raging in their own depraved invention, Heboïdophrenie were soon ignited local stages and gaining a potent reputation with their live shows, a presence pushed into a new spotlight home and further afield by Origin Of Madness.

From an Intro of hell bound human suffering, the album explodes into life with the track Heboïdophrenie. Instantly that thrash breeding shows its potency in the predatory striding of the riffs and rhythmic intensity. It is not an assault a0960544968_2with overwhelms but definitely sets the senses and imagination on edge ready for the coarse guttural growls of the vocals. They are as bestial as the sounds and unafraid to twist their delivery with varied guises. It has to be admitted we have a soft spot for porcine squeals within metal and they do not come any finer and more riveting than those offered by the song and album. The song continues to examine and test ears and senses, rewarding them with strenuous slab of extreme provocation before making way for the outstanding Feast Of Death. Irresistible grooves bind ears from its first second, intensifying with every second as their virulently nagging toxins work on the senses and passions. The track snarls and grinds vocally and sonically with irresistible hostility and merciless rhythmic provocation but it is that deliciously nagging of grooves which seduces and enslaves the passions.

Both Decay and The Butcher keep that ferocious tempting going, the first another stalking incitement which sizes up the listener whilst preying on their senses and psyche. As all songs though, it is not happy settling for one form of attack, expelling urgent bursts of destructive intent and dirty energy within its slower ear crowding incitement. The second of the two is an even more intensively intrusive stalker, its heavy footed gait coming with a rhythmic swagger and jagged riffery which belies its predacious intent. Returning swinish vocal squalls interrupt and enhance the intimidation whilst again the song agreeably shuffles the charge of its violation.

Rotten drives forward with its own predominately thrash seeded fury, merging it with heavy tempestuous stabs of riffs and beats throughout. A mouth-watering surge of sonic invention spears the track too, it’s solo moment a seductive lance in the pestilence of the track whilst the vocals continue to impress in their strength and varied persuasion. It is a masterful malefaction straight away matched by the unrelenting demands of Bonnet M. The drums mix up a stride of pack like military inspired strength with a brawl of dervish bred swipes to provide an insatiable and infectious spine to the inhospitable emprise. Across this guitars weave blistering sonic netting which sears and entices dramatically. Every song on the album is a bane to expectations but this is to the fore of thrilling unpredictability.

Heavy metal grooves bring their potent expression to the warlike character of Death To All, adding contagious colour to the voracious malevolence and intensity of the track. It is another skilled and irrepressible blend which flirts with the imagination whilst devouring the senses, as emulated in the anthemic Morbid Satyriasis. Old school metal spawned grooves also frequent the scintillating and gloriously barbarous track. Vocals and riffs chew the senses whilst hooks and grooves spill malice soaked seduction with every note. It is a brilliant hunting of the psyche, the listener the quarry to its creative and jaundiced vendetta.

The album closes firstly with Cadaver, a final impressive trespass where vocals worm virulently under the skin and adversarial rhythms conduct the sonic tempest of rage and flesh scorching enterprise. It is another contagion which never relinquishes its tight grip, and a last reminder of how infectious extreme metal can be in the right inventive hands and creative attitude. It is followed by the expressive instrumental Outro, an evocative close to an exhilarating encounter.

   Origin Of Madness is a provocation which turns existing essences and inventiveness into something belonging solely to Heboïdophrenie, and is mercilessly exciting not forgetting powerfully compelling.

Origin of Madness is available now @ http://heboidophrenie.bandcamp.com/album/origin-of-madness

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9/10

RingMaster 02/09/2014

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Merciless Terror – Vile Extinction

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A venom fuelled rage in the ear which soon makes its way to thoughts and passions, Vile Extinction the debut album from UK thrashers Merciless Terror is a self-perpetuating sonic pestilence which leaves a certain hunger for the band and their sounds ahead whilst making one striking and synapse wasting confrontation in the now. Like so many releases around it is not stalking new fields of invention for thrash metal or preying on the senses with undiscovered inventive maliciousness but it comes with an attitude and creative freshness which sets the album apart from most of its contemporaries.

The Nottingham quartet formed in 2009 using the inspirations of the likes of Slayer, Malevolent Creation, early Sepultura, and Bolt Thrower to fire up their imagination and invention. Their sound creates a magnetic maelstrom of thrash and death metal which from its first touch takes a firm grip on attention and over numerous excursions through its vitriolic presence, as shown with Vile Extinction, ingrains itself for stronger reactions. Theirs is a sound which consumes and crushes with a torrent of riff rabidity and rhythmic destructiveness but one which is unafraid to venture through more imaginative and violently enterprising scenery than most. From their acclaimed first EP Perpetual Devastation in 2011, the band despite several line-up changes has cemented and stretched their opening recognition through their live performances which has seen Merciless Terror aurally terrorising fans across the UK, Europe, Japan, and Scandinavia whilst playing alongside bands such as Bolt Thrower, Benediction, Malevolent Creation, Bonded By Blood, Desecration, Cerebral Bore and many more, and with their Eternal Decay EP of last year. Now the foursome of vocalist Dale Linsdell, guitarist Luke Tasker, drummer Michael Brush, and bassist Dan Oldcorn take it up many levels with the Devils Clause Records released Vile Extinction.

Opening atmospheric instrumental Omnicide 00.00 sets up the premise and theme of the album, “The damnation of humanity, the Front Cover 300imminent fate that will consume us all and lead the remnants of civilization to fight for survival, the result of mankind’s own doing by unnecessary wars because of religion, over harvesting, over spawning like a cancerous infection upon the earth and depleting the world’s life force.” It is an ominous if slightly underwhelming menace which is soon trampled beneath the rapacious entrance of Doctrine Of Malevolence, the track and vocals roaring with guttural animosity from its opening breath. Grooved riffery scorches the air whilst the drums provide a tsunami of breath stealing intensity and violence, and with the vocal squalling buffeting the senses whilst the sonic enterprise singes synapses like a shower of hot coals, it is a scintillating assassination of the thoughts and resistance.

From the tremendous start things only become more intensive and sonically carnivorous as firstly Circle Of Contempt rampages with a bestial craving to its rhythms and the inventive assault of guitar alongside bass rabidity to be swiftly followed by the unbridled predation of Enraptured. Merciless and loaded with a hunger rhythmically and sonically that simultaneously suffocates whilst tearing strips from the senses with its acidic toxicity and virulent intensity, the track is one of many distinct pinnacles upon the album with a vocal ferocity which simply dares you to disagree.

Both the outstanding ravenously addictive Baptized In Blood and the pulverising assault of Hateful Abomination brings blood and appetite to the boil, vocals and rhythms as potently vindictive and destructive as at any point on the album drawing an instinctive rapture which is lustful in its submission. The band continues to unleash a thrilling torrent of mouthwatering corrosive thrash cored violence through the adrenaline raising Process Of Eradication where the guitars sculpt a web of riffs and grooves which triggers greed drenched ardour and the exhausting World Desolation where nagging swarming riffs and equally addictive grooves prowl and hunt the senses as the rhythms cage their prey in sinew clad insistence before a sonic fire of a solo brings the heart of the song to the fore as another sumptuous tempest of annihilation reaps havoc.

From next up Imminent Death, a sub two minute intensive brawl on the senses, the album unveils evocative instrumental Dystopic Visions which though arguably for personal tastes is positioned wrongly in the track line-up for the best effect is an enthralling colour drenched melodic slice of creative beauty. It does bring the senses time to settle and relish the upcoming closing storm Existence Denied. The track has a more restrained launch at the ears but is soon thundering through their doorways to gnaw upon the senses whilst employing and crafting constant twists and enriching flavours for what is possibly the strongest and most inventive song on the album, if not ultimately the favourite. It concludes in Vile Extinction, an album of aggressive deeply satisfying thrash metal. It is not rippling with originality or threatening new avenues for the genre but Merciless Terror instead make it a confrontation with a balance of passion and ruinous intent which is extraordinarily skilled and exciting.

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8.5/10

RingMaster 10/10/2013

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Overoth: Kingdom Of Shadows

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Originally self-released in 2010, Northern Ireland band Overoth has unleashed their debut album Kingdom Of Shadows a second time through Hostile Media, and for those like us who missed it the first time it is a definite blessing. The album is a beast of a release, a carnal seducer of the senses and passions driven by a death metal as eager to groove as it is hungry to corrupt and savagely devour. With a brand new album in the works, the re-release of Kingdom Of Shadows is the perfect time to introduce yourselves to an impressive emerging aural predator.

Hailing form Belfast, Overoth was formed in 2005 by a quartet of friends with ‘a raw passion for no frills death metal’. An early demo release and their impressive live performances brought plenty of attention upon the band which was easily exceeded by the release of the Death Personified EP in 2007. Recorded in the spring of that year, the band was soon approached by Rundown Records, who eventually released the EP in the November. Its appearance was supported by a tour of Ireland and the UK, which included a gig supporting Massacre & Extreme Noise Terror. The next couple of years saw the band relentlessly gigging, with the sharing of stages with the likes of Obituary, Cerebral Bore, Origin, and Onslaught, tours around Ireland and Europe alongside bands such as Shadows Far, Godhate, and Volturyon, as well as festival appearance like Day of Darkness alongside bands alike Unleashed and Watain, the Irelands Low End Festival with artists such as Napalm Death and Primordial, and the Cork Winterfest sharing the bill with Grand Magus, Mael Morda, Hail Of Bullets and more. It was a hectic and fruitful time with the band in 2009 also recording Kingdom Of Shadows with its release coming early the following year. Since its first release, the band has continued to impress with shows and appearances alongside more bands such as Suffocation, Cattle Decapitation, Bolt Thrower, Sinister, Fleshrot, Rotting Christ, Sodom, Rex Shachath and many more. The band has built a formidable reputation with their sound and intensity, a force which now can be felt and greedily consumed by the re-appearance of their excellent album.

Tolling bells and a brewing distressed ambience opens up the title track to start things off, the impending voice of the song soon Overoth - Kingdom Of Shadowsthrust aside by ravaging riffs, sadistic rhythms, and a deceptively addictive groove to vein the heavy intensity. The vocals exhaust the air with their caustic breath and intrusive tones bringing a full malevolence to the already overpowering and contagious sounds. Having already secured a strong persuasion with its destructive presence the track hands over to the equally vindictive I Am One, I Am All. With riffs gnawing the ear with potent malice from the off, the song prowls and seduces with bulging rhythms from the drums and a resonating snarl from bass whilst further riffing chews with a presence which is as primal as it is addictive. Continuing the immense start the song, like the release, is arguably not stretching barriers but undoubtedly it casts a creative presence which impacts with accomplished craft and invention alongside an imaginative violence posing as temptation.

The consistent quality and lure of the release is continued with ease through the uncompromising Summon The Cursed where not for the first time the bass steals the passions with its dramatically bestial voice, and further elevated further with the outstanding The Serpent Of Old. The song stalks the ear with antagonistic rhythms and riffs which are equally attitude driven, whilst the vocals combine a malicious intent and an infectious swagger which compliments devilishly the ebbing and flowing intensity of the music. With a furnace of a climax which climbs all over the senses like a ravenous plague to pull apart and captivate its victim, the track is a pinnacle of the release.

It has to be said there is a surface similarity across many tracks which defuses their potency as individuals without deliberate focus into their hearts but not enough for the release to lose its impact at any point. It to be fair, points to the fact that the band is still emerging its distinct presence and that makes their forth coming second album a very exciting prospect. The likes of Led To The Slaughter and the Pathway To Demise with its insatiable repetitive groove and niggling sonic persistence enflame the senses further whilst Obsidian Blade stands like a leviathan of venom with overbearing energy and matching intensity for a fire of death driven metal. With Upon The Altar also leaving strong passion for its great melodic keys which enchant as potently as the sirenesque whispers within Obsidian Blade, Kingdom Of Shadows is an excellent release dripping immense potential whilst leaving rich pleasure in its wake. Roll on album two.

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8/10

RingMaster 29/03/2013

 

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Flayed Disciple: Death Hammer

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    Death Hammer is the debut album from UK extreme metallers Flayed Disciple, a release which might not venture into new pastures with the impressive thrash fuelled death metal it and the band unleash upon the ear, but one which leaves demands and expectations not only fully satisfied but basking in accomplished invigorating splendour.  Released via Grindscene Records, the album is a rabid storm of debilitating rhythms, carnivorous riffs, and devouring intensity which endorses why the band is garnering strong acclaim.

Formed in 209, the Taunton quintet of vocalist Tim Whyte, guitarists Thurston Howe and Jon Whitfield (lead and rhythms respectively), bassist Paul Williams, and drummer Phil Tolfree, has earned great respect through their earlier release the Drawn Viscera EP of 2009 and live performances which have seen them play prestigious festivals such as The Neurotic Deathfest and Bloodstock, as well as numerous shows around the UK alongside bands like Cerebral Bore and Aeon. The tail of last year saw the band sign with Grindscene Records leading to the recording of their first album with producer Chris Fielding this past February.

Stalking the same extreme realms as the likes of Cannibal Corpse, Immolation, Deicide, and Exodus, the five piece rampage with constant brutality and skill from the first note of the album to its very last. Their fusion of thrash and death metal leaves a blissful carcass in its wake, a breathless collection of senses which whilst not treated to majorly new invention is lost to a towering and magnificent tempest of aggression and creative intensity. It is high grade destructive metal, carnal rock n roll which constantly and deeply rewards whilst simultaneously sapping the strength from its recipients.

The album begins its unleashing of spiteful corrosive energies with Bring Down The Hammer, an ear chewing stomp of ravenous riffs, crippling rhythms, and sound bites submerged within the brawling weight of energy. It is an initial confrontation softening the senses for the tsunami of viciousness to come starting with The Westboro Massacre. The song plunders the body with the bone splintering violence of drummer Tolfree lashing out from the midst of the squalling sonic display of the guitars as well as their ravishing riffs. The guttural growls of Whyte are bestial in the extreme but offer clarity to grasp and be impacted by the lyrical strikes as forcibly as the crushing sounds. It is an intensive start which just inspires the need to dive into the heart of the album.

Interceptor and Feast In The Forest Of Impaled Bodies conjure up the blackened sonic devil next, both carrying veins of sadistic brooding malevolence which erodes the senses as the thrash urgency and persistence batters and saps the flesh. They complete their bruising with aggressive layers and unmistakable craft of the band deliberately placed to work on the already sore and merciless wounds caused by the release. It is a masterful display commanding only respect and praise which excels throughout the whole of the album.

    Exodus is another terrific violation drawing only acclaim and just one of the continuous highlights offered, though all fall to the towering might of The Shrine Of Dahmer. The track is a colossus amongst giants and one which is merciless in its destructive intent and venomous breath. Completely infectious without losing its intimidation, the song is a riot of imaginative butchery and compelling invention.

The remaining quartet of songs are all equal to the previous triumphs, Bleaching In The Sun and Torsofucked rasping incursions of nastiness especially the latter of the pair, and the closing Ejaculate While Killing and Pig sheer maliciousness, the first through inspired sonic mastery of the guitars and the last just because it is pure evil in all aspects.

Death Hammer is an excellent album which all metal fans will take to their shadowed bosoms once entering its grievous annihilation. Flayed Disciple maybe have yet to find a unique voice to their unadulterated murderous creativity but the album show it hardly holds them back from being a notable entrant in extreme metal.

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RingMaster 11/12/2012

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Aeon: Aeons Black

by Fredrik Wallin

Unleashing a torrent of destructive irreverence and corrosive annihilation, Swedish death metallers Aeon return with their staggering fourth album Aeons Black. Released through Metal Blade Records, the release finds the band at its mightiest yet, in aggression and venom as well as in craft and imagination. The sound which rips apart the senses is that which the world has come to expect from the band but now rippling with a variety and groove veining which is elevated and maturer than ever before from the quintet. It is a colossal album and without doubt one of the very best genre releases in a long time.

Since forming in 1999, the band has experimented with and stepped aside of old school death metal for greatly inventive results which has shattered minds and captured the imagination. From their early demos and 2005 debut album Bleeding the False through the following Rise to Dominate and Path Of Fire, in 2007 and 2010 respectively, the band has reaped acclaim and plaudits from fans and media alike. Tours and shows alongside the likes of Hate Eternal, Misery Index, Mayhem, Cerebral Bore and Flyed Disciple to name some, only cemented their reputation for merciless sounds and their ferocious delivery. Recorded with Ronnie Björnström (Garageland Studios), Aeons Black is their greatest moment yet and opens the deepest pit of satisfaction possible.

The album swoops upon the ear with blistering sonic outrage and unbridled blastbeats within They Still Pray, to immediately begin a violation which numbs thoughts and emotions. The riffs from guitarists Zeb Nilsson and Daniel Dlimi churn up the senses whilst the additional tight acidic enterprise sears the flesh wonderfully, and alongside the raptorial expertise of bassist Marcus Edvardsson and the towering rampage of drummer Arttu Mallki, sends pleasure into overload. Led by the bestial fury of vocalist Tommy Dahlstöm, his passion as oppressive as the intensity preying around him, it is an outstanding entrance from the album expanded upon throughout the untethered debilitating outpouring.

The sonic charnel pit of The Glowing Hate ruptures the synapses next with its twisting predatory groove and abrasive storm of riffs, the track another delicious furnace of spite lyrically, musically, and emotionally. It erodes the defences like a sandstorm upon skin, the caustic rub an incessant riot which finds a slight restraint before bleeding into the emotive piano led instrumental The Voice of the Accuser.  It is a brief beauty settling the spawn disorientation before the rabid malevolence of I Wish You Death opens up a new unbridled flood of snarling violation. As with most tracks, the song is an unpredictable canvas of evocative melodic and sonic mastery within a ravaging scourge of sound which fires up primal energies and hungry ardour. Four tracks in and the album stands as a titanic encounter and the immense quality and angry violence just keeps coming.

Tracks like Garden of Sin with its intense gnawing sonic ravishment and the rapacious Nothing Left to Destroy which ends with a compelling and chilling insidious whisper of a reclamation, continue the irresistible brutality to trigger greater passion before the merciless effacement whilst the title track is malice and poison given tumultuous life. The track crawls and consumes the whole body to lay seeds to an aural festering and sonic manipulating which extinguishes all light before drawing out the fullest rapture to its nasty and rewarding presence.

Before its departure Aeons Black lets loose other crippling treats in the shape of the bruising cyclones Dead Means Dead, Sacrificed, Blessed By the Priest, all increasing the vindictive pleasure given, and then closes on the twin barrage of noise and malignancy of Maze of the Damned and Die By My Hands to suck out and destroy any hope possibly left intact. By the end, every aspect of the body is smarting from the insatiable hate and aural extirpation but glowing from the incisive and impacting enterprise within. It is a giant of a release and one which is without question essential investigation for all extreme metal fans.

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Ringmaster 20/11/2012

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