"Grind Finale is a 2-CD compilation album covering Nasum's entire career with songs from all the 15 studio recordings the band did between 1993 and 2004, including 21 previously unreleased songs.
The original title for the compilation was Blueprint for Extinction, but after the death of Nasum frontman Mieszko Talarczyk, the remaining band members felt that the word "extinction" made the title inappropriate."
Esticazzi! Imagine a record with a title like that, talk about the unlucky ones!
"The band started to think of a play on words with "Grind" somewhere in the title, and ended up with "Grind Finale" since it would be the final major release from Nasum."
This is an album where strange, senseless things are screamed, there are phrases that are reversed, themes range from pornography to superhero comics, and then there are tracks where someone screams "ÈBBBasta!" but one thing is for sure, the guys know how to scream!
Now I think! why put all the songs of your discography in 2 CDs with various covers?
Maybe they thought that once the frontman was gone, it was fair to do something strange! After all, if you're going to close shop, better do it big!
DISC 1 90 SONGS + DISC 2 62 SONGS this is GRIND FINALE.
The drums spray bullets and the guitars are chainsaws! While the singer's voice sounds like someone who cut a finger with a chopping saw, damn the L.81/2008! Are we on a construction site?! That's the first thing anyone thinks when listening to this album.
Enter this toolshop and choose a tool for yourself! You could make noise with a hammer against your house's armored door, so when your genitals, ehm parents, come back, they'll be amazed at the work of art you've created in your feeble degenerate psychopathic mind. You could even have fun counting them or measuring their size.
Or in the middle of the night; give terrible axe blows to the windshield of some parked car wearing a mask like this.
This CD is a burp in a glass during Sunday Mass while people are taking communion, there's no point in moshing here, your church will collapse.
You could enter a church, always dressed as Tiger Man and strictly in white underwear, while a cousin is getting married and shout "Stop everyone! A friend and I at the bachelorette party fucked her to death!"
Still in church, still in underwear, the official uniform for screw-ups! This time with face uncovered, while your bigot aunt remarries for her 500 years of faithful and enduring marriage, scream and say you are possessed, throw yourself on the ground and cling to her wedding dress, accusing her of a fraudulent and perpetual adulterous attitude over the years, with men and women present, fully shaming her, of course, all invented!
With this CD, you could ruin a very important family event, or show your penis during the 2,000 euro amateur video recording of a friend's wedding, because who cares about Ketty!
Grind is Destroy, destroy not meant as such, that is, an explosive event aimed at pure energy dissipation! ooooooooooooondaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeneeeergeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetiiicaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
But rather creation following a destructive stimulus, dormant and exploded, between oblivion and delirium in search of genius!
Mieszko Talarczyk would not want an RIP, but a burp on the microphone at the unity party, while talking about bone marrow donation for leukemia.
He would want a burp on the microphone in front of thousands of people, celebrating the death of that moron John Lennon.
He would want a burp on the microphone in front of thousands of people, celebrating the death of that moron Fabrizio De André.
He would want a burp on the microphone in front of thousands of people, celebrating the death of that moron Miles Davis.
Who do you think killed Mieszko Talarczyk? He himself generated that rogue wave!
Another demonstration of a power still not well channeled and therefore poorly controlled.
"Two hours of fucking Grindcore with a capital G."
"...especially in the first few minutes, I felt a pang in my heart, thinking about how much a band like this could have still given and how a damn wave swept them away."