Formed in 1991. First release 1992. First full length 1996. Last release 2005. A bit of time off which depending on how you read the biog was either to start families or raise an army! 2010, Human Corrision: I feel utterly inadequate for this as all I know of this Czech grindcore/death metal mob who have toured with anyone and everyone is the name.
So if you're like me what do you get from DC?
This, is frankly, a bit of a monster. A seamless mix of grindcore legs, death metal heart, thrash blood and hardcore muscle. It spray-paints slogans across a derelict wall, smashes your head into it repeatedly and leaves, point made.
After a short, moody intro, it pitbulls into you with an angular, jagged riff like a sawblade and a drum sound that sounds like Ferenc is playing anvils. It's fast and tight enough to squeeze blood from a stone. Vladis' vocals twist from a volcanic death metal roar through grindcore sceams, backed by gang vocals from Maro, Ferenc and Hadgi. It's also perfectly to the point; two or three minutes of short and hard as steel toecaps to the teeth songs with only a truly wonderfully ripping cover of Kreator's 'Terrible Certainty' making it over the four minute mark.
With this level of musical dexterity and stopping on a pinhead precision I was fearful of some technical deathgrind overload but, damn if this isn't the most violently grooved, everybonebroken pumelling I've had in years. Every song has its own line of pulverising hooks, from the gang heavy beating of 'Social Sterility' to the howling inches from your face of 'Sycophants' or the raging of the excellent 'Emodemon' this is fifteen tracks of caustic anger that shakes you to pieces with lots to be pissed off about. OK, so 'Secret Wishes' has that brief intrusion of spoken word flirting with rap but, fuck, it's way more bitterness like Drowningman than Senser rap metal and mercifully brief. No more than a moment to catch your breath before the song is steamrollered by yet another pedal to the floor tempo shift.
Death metal riffs of the highest order are slammed into fast grind breakdowns, pulled along a groove lined with broken glass and flung back into the blast with a casual skill that is wonderful to be caught up in.
Other than that? There is nothing, but nothing to criticise here in this half hour bomblast. Hard, nasty, fucked off and madly catchy in all the right ways. Real world anger wrapped up in serious deathgrind mastery. I shall take my cue from them and leave it short. Even if you think you don't like this kind of hybrid, give it a listen. Seriously. It might just change your mind.
Flawless Victory.
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http://www.disfiguredcorpse.cz
