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Rating: If the name of this band sounds familiar, it's because you enjoyed the 14 seconds of the eponymous song on the "Naked City" album by master Zorn.
Die Miserable is violence bent to the cubic sensibility of dangerous constructions. It's a step to the side compared to the previous Disgorge Mexico, and it contains so much vehemence as to cause real harm.
Pushing extremism to the extreme isn't just a damn wordplay; it's the noisegrindpowerviolent entry of "Drift", suffocating sounds, exhausting blast beats, Miss Mongeon tormenting her throat with cavernous screams, insane thrusts in Napalm Death style to dive into the deathcore jaws of "Cold Hearted" that crash onto massive mid-tempos and 10 seconds of sitar interlude surrounded by industrial hints. But it's also about feeding the post heart of this creature with melodic introductions of pure gray melancholy, with guitar touches that seem to turn into steel pianos ("Alone") and moments of noise with a taste of screaming metal, and screaming (the title track is the shining example of how one can make people feel bad), and only at the end of the convergent and exhausting "95" (with its 6 minutes of overwhelming violence, mixing full-speed accelerations with crash landings in pure HC style), you'll realize that the singer is a woman and not a hate-made monster ready to squeeze you till you're in pain. Or is she?
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