Septic Tank
Rotting Civilisation

THE REVIEW

In 2017, it was Dead Cross who won my personal award for the most uncompromising and brutal effort in the extreme field.

This year my choice will be directed towards Septic Tank and their long-distance debut Rotting Civilization.

The band was already formed in 1994 as a side project of Cathedral; then, it was put underground to macerate until 2013 when they were exhumed from the afterlife and debuted with a seven-minute EP.

But the decisive step came at the end of last year: they decided to lock themselves in a recording studio and came out with these damned and damaging 40 minutes divided into 18 murderous bullets that look to the past, inspired by a myriad of bands that made history. But let's wait a moment and talk about who created this wild, raw, bastard creature.

It's Lee Dorrian who returns to his primitive origins; for once, he puts aside the Doom Metal he brought back to the forefront first with Cathedral and, at the end of the twenty-five-year career of the icy Cathedral, with the even more gaunt and mephistophelean With The Dead. A return to the Crust-Punk-Hardcore sounds of the early Napalm Death.

Following him, in this mad demonstration of violence, are Garry "Gaz" Jennings and Scott Carlson.

But let's go back to the references to give substance to what this crew of outcasts, convicts, and jail scum has put together. Discharge, Motorhead, Terrorizer, GBH, Celtic Frost are thrown into a blender; between blood and guts, a blind sound full of the blackest ferocity emerges. With lyrics that vomit hatred against today's society.

"Social Media Whore," "Fucked," "Digging Your Own Grave," "Lost Humanity," "Living Death" are the squalid titles given to some of these unrelenting stones. An obsessive, uncompromising, harassing bombardment.

Breathless...

...I need nothing else.

Diabolos Rising 666.