Showing posts with label slutvomit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label slutvomit. Show all posts

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Slutvomit - Swarming Darkness (2013)

I came across Slutvomit's Turning the Cross Towards Hell EP a few years back, and while that mightn't have been anything to get the panties in a bunch over, it was the sort of filthy and impetuous blackened speed or thrash metal that I tend to favor for its ideals of looseness and vileness; a cruel visage that automatically helps drive home a set of derivative 80s based riffs and ideas that might otherwise be easily ignored. The material there wasn't on the same level, as, say Antichrist's Forbidden World, a stunning and unforgettable gem of a record which simultaneously placed its chest nuts in the fires of the past and present, with a set of insidious, blazing riffs and disgustingly effective vocals that have yet to leave my car stereo...but considering that most of the bands I fancy in this style are decidedly European, it was refreshing that we had Slutvomit sitting out in the Northwest and pitchforking themselves with potential...a potential that is certainly realized on their Invictus Productions debut.

Swarming Darkness has pretty much everything I need in my dirty vest-slinging speed-death thrashing black madness. Nasty and lecherous vocals with a nice resonant echo that recollects the proto-Teutonic hostility of bands like Kreator and Sodom. Fast riffing patterns that, while obviously reformed and rearranged from an array of classic records circa Slayer, Possessed, etc, still come across as driven and incendiary, with no shortage of effort in their execution. Warped leads that add an otherworldly, underworldly aesthetic of flair to the more workmanlike speed of the rhythm tracks, and take the whole experience to a level above the mere median of metallic efficiency. Drumming consistency that sounds like the guy's seat is on fire, with plenty of kick strength, fills and yet still a cohesion to the classic, punishing styles of a Hoglan or Lombardo. And last but not least, a clear but not obscene polished production which provides for the little inconsistencies or flaws that give a metal record some actual character. Swarming Darkness did not disappoint me on any of these levels, and though much of the content was already available on their previous demo and EP, its all splayed out here with a level production and impish, charismatic glee.

To be honest, much of the album plays out with an uncomfortable level of sameness that might have been better served with a broader array of riffing variation, but that's not to say that they don't insert a few more mid-paced breakdowns. Some of these instances (like in the titular opening cut itself) definitely seem to take their cues rather closely from classic cuts found on records like Kreator's Pleasure to Kill, and quite a number of tunes have similar speed-picked patterns that vary only in a few chord selections or note intervals. The song titles themselves seem like they've just been paraphrased from their influences ("Bombing the Chapel", etc) and the respective songs aesthetically close to those influences, but it's not like this is a niche brimming with originality...pretty much all of the international acts in this category are recycling Slayer, Kreator, Destruction, Possessed, Bathory and their ilk into hellish breaths of inspiration, and mileage will vary on how they stick the evolved leads, choruses, and rhythm guitars into the listener's memory. I found that Slutvomit has just enough of this to remain intense throughout, in particular on the more substantial tracks like "Morbid Priest (of Hell)" or "Harbinger of Doom" where they really go off the hinges and burn the audience to cinders. Swarming Darkness is perhaps not the equal of Forbidden World, or Aura Noir, or Germany's Nocturnal, but its entertaining enough to start a drunken riot of horn throwing and bottle smashing on whatever native plane of the Abyss you call home. Hail...*hiccup* Satan!

Verdict: Win [7.25/10] 

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Monday, September 12, 2011

Slutvomit - Turning the Cross Towards Hell EP (2011)

Though its production values will unquestionably prove irritating enough to turn off the audiophiles among us, there are absolutely two things that Seattle's Slutvomit does correctly. The first is the very banner it stands beneath. I mean, Slutvomit? That's got to be the best band conjunction-name I've seen in ages. The other is the sheer assemblage of despotic, old school traditions that have gone into their writing process. Because, you see, Slutvomit is honestly quite kick ass at composing riffs that stand at a crossroads between the stark, Satanic black, thrash and death metal of the late 80s and early 90s, and they manage this without entirely ripping off any one particular forebear, but still paying tribute to them all...

I'd like Turning the Cross Towards Hell to a noisier mix of Aura Noir, Bewitched (Sweden), Nunslaughter and old Bathory, but with slightly more splattered vocal stylings reminiscent of their local Seattle heroes The Accüsed. Think if Blaine 'Fart' Cook had fronted The Return or Deep Tracts of Hell, and you will not be far from the mark. Mighty praise, I realize, and yet this perverse trio actually possesses the chops to back the comparisons. "Servants of Hell" is a sharp and sadistic surge of vile speed/black metal licks, while "Harbringer of Doom" lives up to its name by presenting some slower, old school atmosphere through a resonant doom metal melody before it accelerates into a grimy, carnal black mess. Both songs have appreciable riffing, and the distorted vocals adequately disgusting enough to feel that you've just witnessed some impure rite and need to cleanse yourself immediately with the strongest alcohol available.

So where does it err? The production is intensely blocky and inconsistent, in particular in that the drums seem to be overpowered by the guitars and vocals. I realize it's actually a cool thing in some circles to develop as noisy and agonizing a throughput as possible, but I feel Slutvomit has the writing ability to clean it up a notch, let that hammering percussion bridge its way to the venomous axe-work. An an EP, it's admittedly short, just two tracks on a limited press 7". But then, that's not much of a complaint, as the format is all the rage among collectors and show attendees who want something unique to flaunt in auctions some years later. I do know this: I want a lot more Slutvomit. Turning the Cross Towards Hell might not be the most novel or entertaining record of its type, but if they can adjust those knobs every so slightly to the level of, say, Aura Noir's output, clean but mean, then a full-length should kick all manner of earthly and God-fearing ass.

Verdict: Win [7/10]


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