"Here comes March, the third month,
shaking its thick curls,
a bit mad and a bit courteous
it grimaces and pouts."

Two of the greatest Grindcore entities meet in the winter of 1988. A few hours of recording and the feral feast is served.

Six tracks by Napalm Death and four by the Japanese S.O.B. (acronym of Sabotage Organized Barbarian). They don't even reach ten minutes in length.

The English start with Lee Dorrian still in the lineup on vocals and Bill Steer on guitar; Bill has always cited his Japanese colleagues as a source of inspiration for "Scum" and especially "From Enslavement...". The usual sonic pulp: a carpet bombing of putrid Grind; sonic noise with short and driving tracks. Lee's asphyxiating growl to "embroider" it all; "Understanding" lasts SEVEN seconds (filthy, I add).

The guys from the land of the rising sun respond; unbridled Hardcore-Punk, with Tottsuan's voice being an auditory ordeal from being so drawn out: the vocal cords and the guitar strings seem about to snap from such fierce insistence. Abrasive tracks, between iconoclastic fury and despair; total loss of control.

The vocalist of S.O.B. would commit suicide by jumping in front of a train in 1995.

"It whistles and bites, cries and laughs,
and adorns the hill and the meadow
while, once again, the wind howls…
But winter has ended."

Ad Maiora.

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