Metal maniacs, rejoice! I am proud to present to you:
AFTERBIRTH; signed via
Unique Leader Records, hailing from the United States of America - performing Brutal Death Metal, on their sophomore album entitled: "
Four Dimensional Flesh" (
released March 30th, 2020).
Since formation in 1993 until 1995 with the only 2 Demo releases: "
Rehersal Tape" (
released in 1993), and "
Psychopathic Embryotomy" (
released in 1994); resurging themselves in the year 2013, compiling those two releases into a compilation entitled: "
Foeticidal Embryo Harvestation" (
released October 1st, 2013) adding a few new live tracks to the roster. A 2014 demo entitled: "
Demo 2014" (
released July 21st, 2014), and 2 full-length albums: "
The Time Traveller's Dilemma" (
released July 28th, 2017) & this here 2nd album entitled: "
Four Dimensional Flesh". 11 tracks ranging at around 44:08;
AFTERBIRTH arrange an intricately designed formula of heavy-hitting Brutal Death Metal developments. "
Beheading The Buddha" begins the record; demonstrating an incredible amount of gnarly distortion, gritty feedback & boistrously bouncy adrenaline – hooks that frantically frolick into a blistering barraged frenzy of flamboyantly crunchy grooves in which execute an adroit aesthetic of amplified harmonies while embellishing on a hardened implementation of chugging instrumentation and galloping yet riveting rhythms that will make you break chairs over other chairs!
Consisting of
Will Smith (
is the Fresh Prince of Bel-air a Metalhead?!) on vocals; the frontman distributes an utterly savage substance of organically raspy throatiness, blood-curdling lungs manifest deep…guttural growls pipes fuelled with gurgling - pig squealling malice. Roaring with soaring tightness, over the progressively technical might that venomously showcases ritualistic ramifications. The single: "
Spiritually Transmitted Disease" distinctively details distinguished craftsmanship; dominating consistently complex dexterity, dynamic diligence & monstrously meaty momentum of rawly rough yet primitive subjugation.
Cody Drasser on guitars experiments with meticulous melodies that trailblaze with thunderously mandatory mayhem; forging a healthy dose of chaotic creativity, seamlessly sonic solidities & a hybrid dimension of sinister riffs which revolve around a captivating engagement of immensely intense virtuosity - quintessentially quaking with stampeding stability.
"
Girl In Landscape" slows things down a little; contrasting practically placid ambiency and deadly atmosphere - defining the texture of the record with rocketing yet volatile snappiness, vibrantly portraying quirky maelstroms that lacerates with a grandiose grandure of killer mobility. persevering with persistently moody vibes, rapidly swift nimbleness and an outrè panache of rampently razor-sharp tempos.
David's bass audibility injects infectiously-driven piledriving pulses that thumps with a borderline foundation of strumming punchiness, hasty firepower & concrete finesse. "
Everything In Its Path" harnesses hostile yet
none so vile versatility; vehemently specializing uniquely salubrious varieties that transistion profusely robust systematics, with fretworks buzzing like an aggressively hyper bulldozer thrashing with relentlessly rampaging retribution.
"
Never Ending Teeth" seeths with more stylish patterns that flow into a beefy fabrication of wildly rushing synergies that mesmerizes with majestically triumphant jumpiness. Powerhouse pummeller
Keith Harris (
also on those synthesized keyboard elements) rambunctiously pounds his mettle with steely precision; hammering drum cymbals into a battering bombardment, surging neckbreaking remedies which wonders with prodegiously prestigious imagination and ideas. "
Minimum Safe Distance" (
yes, a new motive we all have to abide to due to this Covid-19 outbreak, what a revelation we all now live in, huh? Unreal.) establishes other-worldly songwriting musicianship, with a count-off introduction and interlude lasting at 1:13 – slamming & scattering towering shreds of upbeat extremity.
"
Rooms To Nowhere" materializes rising soundscapes that smashes with subtle pursuits of screeching steam; until merging swerving slabs of hooks in which revel with tremendous madness that's just a grinding delight for all ears, and souls to melt with. "
Swallowing Spiders" binds brimming energy with the twist-turning maliciousness unbounded within, unleashing blast-beating kicks & sulphurously-snare pounding pandemonium - ruthlessly striking with impactful havoc. "
Dreaming Astral Body" is another acoustic-esque down-timer; it is a short yet fluidly polished 1:33 break as it swarms into the "
Black Hole Kaleidoscope", a somewhat trippy mass of fuzzy headbanging gratification – almost a bludgeoning amalgamation of constructively industrious foreboding and a chunky vortex of whirlwinding malignance. Old-school meets new-school juxtapostions, with pulverizing results.
Overall concluding "
Four Dimensional Flesh" with the titular track outro itself;
AFTERBIRTH certainly outdone themselves with this one, it's as diverse as it is euphonically intense. I discovered an enjoyably entertaining deliverence of mellifluous yet professionally produced slice of evil empowered rites that massacre eardrums into a catchy groove-bomb, and explosively enriching experience that will transform and evolve one into a hungry beast on a mammoth scale. Check it out!
Songwriting: 8
Musicianship: 8
Memorability: 8
Production: 8