They reissued the album in 2013 for its twentieth anniversary; but I am not interested in these "commercial" operations that primarily aim to polish the sound, to make it more audible, enjoyable. I hold on tightly to the original CD I bought on January 30, 1994, at the Rainbow in Milan. Electrocution opened for none other than Carcass: half an hour available, not a single second more. But it was enough to leave deep wounds in my body as I became the protagonist of continuous stage diving; a tempting appetizer of sweat and beastly effort, to properly prepare for the subsequent bloody musical orgy by the English headliners.
I'm back, "colleagues" from DeBaser.
Months of idle seclusion, of renunciation. I've meditated, I've wandered; I've listened only to Grindcore and Death Metal, as always, after all.
Recovering Inside the Unreal, a sensational debut from the Bolognese band that came out in the distant 1993: a fruitful year of enormous Death Metal releases (Death, Morbid Angel, Suffocation, Sepultura, Entombed, Dismember tossing out the very first names that came to mind).
The very young Electrocution, who formed in 1990, have nothing to fear in comparison to the world-class bands I've just mentioned.
An offensive, murky approach; a "closed" sound, from a cold and icy cellar. Sounds purposely recorded to stun, mutilate. Lowered, pounding, dark guitars. A rhythm section that gets straight to the point, battering the flanks for all 34 minutes of the album's duration. Beastly, snarling, foamy voice, close to saturation.
No shred of technicality; raw and virulent assaults without amenities. Crazy, intoxicating execution speed.
To give a reference to the sound arranged by the band, take equal measures of Morbid Angel, Atheist from their early days, and especially Suffocation, particularly for the way Mick spits out words in his singing.
Song titles from a criminal asylum; it starts with the expressive and catacomb-like rage of "Premature Burial" and goes cyanotic and near madness with the concluding "Bells of the End."
Very few of us really listened to them in those years...but let's not make unnecessary polemics...it's all right anyway, damn it...RISING OF INFECTION...
In my opinion, the most abrasive and violent old school Death Metal album ever released in Italy.
Diabolos Rising 666.
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