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Rating: Third full-length album for the New York band; and a third atomic explosion.
They have left the historic label "Earache" and settled with "Relapse"; their sound of Grindcore, Death Metal, Hardcore, Noise remains unchanged. With an added robust production that highlights all the elements of their massacre.
Abominable cover; shocking back cover: the twin towers of the Big Apple framed in the crosshairs of a warplane ready to fire at them. It's September 1997; still four years away from the tragic events we all know.
The 10 (ten) seconds of the track "Callous" are enough to define the traits of a work that shatters eardrums: Kevin's damaging screams, Dan's piercing bass, Brent's shredded guitar, Rich's inhuman drumming. A Hardcore strike played with a frenzy that instills living (or deadly) anxiety.
Half of the twenty-two tracks on the album don't even reach two minutes: they don't need much time to inflict pain in listening. Because listening to such works is truly something painful; but it has a liberating effect on me, as I adore these bloody sounds.
In some passages, they slow the pace, entering ravenous Hard-Sludge territories; thus served are the over seven minutes of the imposing and suffocating "Blue World". They conclude everything with the twenty-two minutes of "Prey" (which is the twenty-second track of the album): the song's title is shouted hundreds of times at four-second intervals over the same endlessly repeated musical base: they do it to create further damage, further discomfort for those who dare to approach Brutal Truth.
My preferred album of theirs, but I'm not so sure about that.
“Still not loud enough, still not fast enough”...DEMENTIA...
Ad Maiora.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Fucktoy (01:23)
if i could,
i would knock you down
kick your ass to the ground
don't you like to play
is there any other way
if i could, i would find a way
serve your ass for the day
would you say
is there any other way?
scribble your thoughts
as you'd like them to be
for it's foolish goals
you'll achieve
casting teh parts...
plotting your scams
compromise integrity
again and again
05 Jemenez Cricket (03:40)
cricket's home,
right high where he outta' be
sailing high (through his)
crystal clear cash flow rainbows
our sweet drug man,
please don't try to understand
shot alone, we're alone,
so alone
getting kicks on taking risks
fucking with the numbers
turning tricks
the art of the deal,
the numbers feed, life surreal
cricket's home all alone
thinking kicks without the trip
kicking back and turning on
punching out reality
while sifting through
the hand that feeds
the art of the deal, life goes on
life is true, can't you see, your
backing out on family
everything to live for,
pure euphoric dream
life is pure, can't you see,
your backing out on family
the art of the deal, life goes on
cricket's high sky high
10 Fisting (01:19)
fisting
money fills all who mind it
fisting all find it
circle one for the show
you're bound to take its blow
bloodlust, greed in progress
blows over
multiply, lost society
12 Dead Smart (03:04)
you cut me down
behind my back
turn back the facts
reaching your conclusions
your theories lack the facts
and that's a fact
you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
rip apart my every thought
before it's ever said
fuck off - fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash
blinding lies,
making blieve it's real
thinking you're something...
yeah, you're dead smart
you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
before you start to answer, i've
got one thing to say
fuck off - fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash
turn back facts
delusions, what you say
conclusions, what you said
15 Promise (02:19)
life load, a time to re-evaluate
pitcure the crimes
you re-evaluate
pull unto your greater
promised land
punching through
the conscience of your
promised land
pull unto it's just a shame,
if not the same,
at fault is not the issue
if blood is red, it's not the same,
the end to meet is bullshit
the issue of its higher
conscience, its fucking
deathstrike
decriminalize, time at hand,
bring forth the promised land
17 Postulate Then Liberate (01:40)
inner meltdown
core within
time has come now
re-evaluate
right conclusions
are forsaked
moral issues
dominate
blind faith chikes the
life out anyway
postulate then liberate... before
it's too late
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