Did someone sneeze? Well the band name may sound like the noise you could make when you do and that’s handy as in its native Polish ‘Iperyt Siarkowy’ translates to sulphur mustard as used by the Germans in WWI. This lot should be gas masked up but simply seem to have gone for the balaclava option and term their music as terrorcore. I have to admit with seven cd’s turning up for me to check out in one morning and send out, I only had 5 minutes or so to spend with each of them and get a rough idea, this one was instantly flagged as mine and has not disappointed.
Opening title track starts off like Fear Factory having been blown up with a hand grenade, it does settle down but there is a strong industrialised element at play here as well as grind and black metal trappings. If you want a better definition of what this sounds like you could perhaps think of a caustic mixture of Impaled Nazarene and The Berzerker and that is a good thing, mark my words. This is frenzied stuff on the most part and it’s mainly down to the massive incendiary power behind The Shocker and his ‘Terror Drum Machinery.’ Yep this Polish assault sees the band donning daft names such as The People Hater behind vocals and lyrics. The odd thing about his part is that on the whole and although hugely bellowing his parts, they are clean and you can make out a lot of the hate he spews out. Guitars from Hellhound and Black Messiah and bass from Abuser sees them having to play hard and fast up to keep up with the speed from the drum armoury but somehow they manage to pull it all off. There is a close to gabba flattening bomb zero tumult behind numbers like ‘A Pocket Size Of Armageddon’ and it is interesting when the group add more black metal thorny guitar parts to this seismic annihilation.
Some samples are used in the form of totalitarian speeches but are not dropped in all over the shop just at times to add to the militaristic might of the music. I really like ‘Keep Your Eyes Closed’ with the sample of a life support machine over the repeated words ‘brain death.’ It’s the sort of thing I would expect from Ultraviolence before the track goes into more metallic territories. It really is an unrelenting album that blasts and pounds from beginning to end and it all bristles in hatred with a strong sense of genocide for dessert. Not entirely sure what the ‘perverse tango star’ is and why they want to fuck it in every hole possible but aside from that, this causes quite enough damage over its 40 minutes.
http://www.myspace.com/iperyt
Pete Woods
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