Cephalic Carnage
Misled By Certainty

Rocky Mountain HydroGrind to the nth degree! UH!

One day I had to go to a friend's birthday party, a friend who's obsessed with evening wear: the classic bourgeois daddy's boy. For better or worse, I was forced to suppress my natural aroma, slick back my hair and put on a jacket and a tie, and clean ones at that: and I was already angry at that point. There was still a bit of time before I had to leave, so just to kill time, I started listening to this latest work by the Cephalic Carnage, "Misled By Certainty". They found me naked and curled up on myself, drenched in sweat, mumbling "gru...gru..." as I bit my ankles. Such is the destructive power of this album.

"Misled By Certainty" is a work that deals with themes such as madness, misanthropy, and mental disorder, which we metalheads know all too well, often firsthand. And so does this band, judging by the work: a multifaceted and brilliant mix of brutality and tremendous badassery, resulting in a sort of "Chamber Deathgrind", chock-full of intricate tracks bursting with disparate ideas. Usual jazz references, some delightful Grindcore outbursts ("Pure Horses", where you can even hear the neigh of a horse being devoured alive by the band at the end), physiological nature gifts (listen to the finale of the amusing "P.G.A.D." to believe it...) and fleeting appearances of sax ("Ohrwurm") and piano ("Repangaea", a 12-minute-long track capable of annihilating even the toughest metalhead on the face of the earth). And that's not all: the devastating "Cordyceps Humanis" presents clear Doom influences and will make you an inanimate fungus for real, and the final assault "Aeyeucgh!", where singer Lenzig Leal is subjected to the ordeal of cold water, is the triumph of self-irony. There is a whole sick universe, inside this small disc.

So, what can I say? Cephalic Carnage are back and in a big way, with a juicy and succulent album, recommended as accelerated therapy for teenagers and for those who want 53 minutes of pure brutal genius. Or madness, you decide, it doesn't matter: the important thing is to savor, one by one, the fourteen gems that this crazy and amazing band has once again gifted us. ROH!