Dying Fetus-The Wrong One To Fuck With

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So, this one isn’t going to offend anyone.  Not really sure how they got this album title and album cover by the censors, but I guess when your name is Dying Fetus people just tend to let you do what you’re going to do and try not to make eye contact.

Once you get past the grisly imagery, you’ll find a very competent trio of musicians at work here.  Dying Fetus combines the über technical death metal with some really tasty hooks and catchy riffs.  This distinguishes them from the run of the mill technical death metal group that tend to churn out one indistinguishable song after another.  This new album has a lot of extremely strong songs on it.  Sadly, the vocals aren’t more clearly presented because these guys are one of the more intellectual death metal bands going.  Lyrically, it doesn’t present a very happy picture of how things are going in the world today and this plays right into what I love about metal.  Seriously, anyone who knows me will know that a song like “Seething With Disdain” is going to be my feel good hit of the summer.  I’m adding that title to the multitude of things that I really need embroidered on a pillow.

I have a feeling that the band’s name and the title of this album are going to keep this one from receiving the recognition it deserves.  This is unfortunate because this feels like an important record.  Get past your squeamishness and give this thing a listen.

4 flip flops out of 5

Obituary-Obituary

You know that desolate cabin in the woods that was the setting for all the horrendous shit that takes place in The Evil Dead?  Yeah, that’s kind of where I picture Obituary recording all of their albums.  These fun-loving and gore-obsessed rednecks have been pounding out Florida-style death metal since the 1980s.  I just wish that this latest platter measured up to their prior classics.  Maybe they should have just gone down into the basement of the cabin and read a few passages out of the Book of the Dead.  Sure, bad things would have happened, but maybe it would have led to a little bit of inspiration for the writing sessions.

This album isn’t bad by any stretch.  It’s fine.  But sadly, it’s only fine.  I’ve listened to it all the way through a couple of times now and I am seriously having a hard time remembering anything standing out at all.  It’s just not a memorable album.  Sure, there are times when I found my heading bobbing along with the riffs and the pounding drums, but there just wasn’t anything to really make me let out a hearty, “Fuck Yeah!!!” during the proceedings.  That’s kind of the hallmark of a good metal record, isn’t it?  Did you let out a “Fuck Yeah!!” and pump your fist in the air?  Yeah?  Great album.  No?  Not so great album.  The urge never came to me at all while listening to this thing.  It really feels like this was a rushed album simply to give these guys an excuse to get out on the road.

I will say this in the album’s defense.  I kind of felt the same way about their last release, Inked in Blood, and that album ended up really growing on me.  I’m hoping that this new one does the same in the near future.

2 flip flops out of 5