Whoa, I think I like grindcore now. I'd always pretty
much relegated the style to "the punk equivalent of the metal genre,"
but Pig Destroyer has changed all that.
It's remarkable to see that a three-man band, a band
in which one of the members doesn't play any instruments, is able to be
this great. The only instruments here are one guitar and a drum kit. What's
then even more remarkable is how you notice that Pig Destroyer's music
doesn't sound all that different from any similar bands that have bass
guitars. That's because the guitar has all the bass the band needs.
Being bass-less makes everything better, in the end.
Liam thinks this allows the drums to be heard more clearly, and we can
all be thankful for that. Holy shit, this is some intense pounding assault,
made all the more potent by the frightening speed and absolute tightness
it's played in tandem with the guitar, and the super production.
Prowler in the Yard works from the get-go with
an engagingly sick and bizarre monologue about two girls wrestling, but
spoken by a Speak and Spell (remember those?). The result is unsettling
in a way that draws you in and makes you shamelessly want more. The chillingly,
inexplicably bizarre end to the tale comes on the last track. The rest
of the album, while being actually 22 songs, is brilliantly laid out to
sound more like one continuous work of grind, so even those who think
20 second songs are a waste of time can enjoy this.
Total intense music that'll make you proud to rage
along with, rhythms that'll infect their way into your mind, mad vocals,
a bunch of fucking excellent parts toward the end that focus on eerie
noise, and (another rarity as far as this reviewer is concerned) creative
lyrics that are actually interesting to read while pondering their sick,
random yet totally cohesive nature. Like I need to tell you that this
is recommended.
