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THE REVIEW
Intrigued by that segment of the humanities that calls for a return to the feral, and the howling, I attempt, as best as I can, to familiarize myself with extreme, cave-like, terrifying music. Horrid sounds that should drive me away from the faux-leather sofa and the pajamas with teddy bears, as well as from the evening (and senile) glass of warm milk where I dip my grandma's cookies. And also free me from unhealthy poetic and falsely sublime superstructures.
As a tribute to the purulent and vile Debaser reviewer Genital Grinder, I then began my course in sound violence with Carcass's first album. Easily impressionable, I thought I'd listen to just ten or twenty seconds of the opening track, but then I managed, with some ease, to listen to the whole thing.
Ultimately (deep down, eh) these Carcass didn't even displease me. Their music is far, indeed very far, from the detested stadium rock and has a compulsiveness that is even pleasant. The issue is the singer's voice, absurdly caricature-like, and reminiscent of a parody of the exorcist. Which, honestly, makes you laugh, really laugh.
Therefore, I advise Carcass to get another singer. I could see Johnny Rotten fitting in well, or, considering that the lyrics speak of anatomical dissections, a reciting voice like Emidio Clementi from Massimo Volume wouldn't be bad. Emphasis damages the horror story, better, much better, with an impassive and neutral tone.
Anyway, dear Carcass, I agree with you, we are dissected corpses every day. Or whores singing in prison, as someone used to say. The problem, however, is that here we are discussing aesthetics, but I, I just wanted to be free and wild. And, with the help of massive doses of denture adhesive, bite into life or at least the hot air. Instead, in the end, I just had a couple of laughs. I think the pajamas with the teddy bears are cooler...
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Summary by Bot
The reviewer ventures into the extreme and brutal world of Carcass' debut album, 'Reek of Putrefaction', finding the music compelling though the vocals unintentionally humorous. While appreciating the raw and relentless energy, the reviewer suggests a different vocal style to better suit the gruesome lyrical themes. The experience evokes a mix of fascination and amusement rather than pure horror.
Carcass
Carcass is an English extreme metal band formed in Liverpool, widely cited in the reviews as pivotal to grindcore/goregrind and later influential in technical and melodic death metal, with a landmark run culminating in Heartwork (1993).24 Reviews
Other reviews
By Cronos
"Reek Of Putrefaction... an album oppressive, extreme, and full of insane and macabre atmospheres."
"The vocals are one of the strongest points of the album, a growling that I have always considered excellent... giving another touch of sarcasm to the album."
By Apple_of_sodomY
"Reek of Putrefaction is like a piece of bread filled with nails, which... brings horrendous pains."
The ultra-fast tempos give rise to an atmosphere of suffering and sadism, with some hints of the pornographic but never vulgar.
By JohnHolmes
"'Reek of Putrefaction' is a true sonic massacre that can amaze in less than forty minutes."
"Violence, speed, and perversion define the album rather than technical precision."
By Eie
This album is almost universally considered the first Goregrind album in history.
It has a very interesting atmosphere as well as a greatly undervalued historical significance.
By Spettri
Music which, like all of goregrind, is not to be taken seriously; otherwise, the unfortunate listener would have serious problems dealing with such macabre fantasies.
I give it the highest rating for its historical importance and for laying the groundwork for a genre like goregrind.
