Six Feet Under
Bringer Of Blood

THE REVIEW

It might be fitting to start by warning the curious that this band and this album being reviewed have nothing to do with the (cute) TV series of the same name, which was a hit in the USA and has recently been aired in Italy. The band I’m talking about is a Death Metal band from Florida, with eleven years of career filled with intense and brutal extreme and violent metal, a band that has managed to nurture quite a bit from the various presences in the '80s to reinforce them in an explosive context of excellent thrash and Brutal.
Chris Barner, in my opinion, is an Oscar-worthy Growl. Terry Butler plays the bass with the skill of an assassin, Greg Gall beats the rhythms with a crude and carnivorous drum, while Steve Swanson wields a chainsaw and churns out bloody and macabre solos.

Do you have to be crazy to listen to Six Feet Under? Absolutely not, you just have to love, like me, the violent sound hidden six feet under, be passionate about horror and splatter films and have two ears that enjoy every time you listen to an album like "BRINGER OF BLOOD". The same goes for bands like Cannibal Corpse, Death, and Massacre, but I think this group and especially this album are a genuine and perfect representation of the violent and dark music scene at the same time.

It's 2003, this is the second album of the band, and there are eleven authentic tracks that are absolutely not the crap of extreme nu-metal they play in the background at wrestling events. Barnes’ growl [which, at one point, made available on the band’s website the video of his knee operation] vibrates and whispers in the lethal "Sick In The Head", with a roar that sometimes becomes the slow and hoarse scream of a tortured soul, in addition to spitting out blood, vocal cords, and tonsils, it synchronizes perfectly with the apocalyptic musical base.
But the true standout is, in my opinion, "Amerika The Brutal", it is to me like the Divine Comedy for the history of literature, like Ford in the history of the automotive industry; this song is brutal, this song is thrash. Drum bombardments introduce the monstrous "MY HATRED", where the cries of anger and pain must not be missed. The music subsides, but the voice continues alone until the song ends. "MURDERED IN THE BASEMENT" is an acidic mix of deadly riffs and aggressive, hallucinatory growls. For the destructive outbursts of Steve Swanson, "WHEN SKINS TURNS BLUE" and especially the extremely violent "BRINGER OF BLOOD" are not to be missed. Also not to be missed is the destructive and ultra-fast CLAUSTROPHOBIC. The album seems to conclude with ESCAPE FROM THE GRAVE but if the stereo isn't turned off, after a few minutes a ghost track focusing particularly on Terry's bass starts.

A MUST-HAVE.