Hello, you musically uncultured cunts! Perhaps you’ve noticed that the “main” labels have been dryer than your moms abandoned tush, or that the latest releases have been giving you PTSD from the Ingested disaster of constant plastic sounding Death Metal that makes My Chemical Romance sound like the heaviest thing right after your ego. But I have come, down once again, to the people to shed some light into what I would consider, good music.
This also comes as a reason to celebrate our newest partnership with Miasma Records. Here is the first of a long set of reviews I will be doing, sharing my greater wisdom and judgement about brutal music, even before you ever had a chance to hear it!
The judged of the night will be Enblood, the quartet from Almada, Setúbal, yes, 4 Portuguese bred stallions come with a release so hard it would make Joey Ryan’s dong jealous. CAST TO EXILE is their first full-length album covering 11 tracks of original face melting music of the most brutal kind. And the case is not something to be looked over, the artwork is done by Lordigan and the logo is also Lordigan’s doing, so this is a fully Portuguese backed release!
As expected, great presentation, beautiful art covering all of the CD case without any ugly uncovered or black ugly borders on it, professionalism is definitely there. However I cannot pass the opportunity to piss on how the booklet fold side is not turned towards the side it’s supposed to slide off, I have no nails to pick off one page, much less 2 pages of paper booklet from the sliding side and I’m too much of a pussy not to want to damage it so I had to resort, as usual, to my cats claws to much of his annoyance.
From the first track I thought that I had mistakenly put a Fleshgod Apocalypse CD on, but I was corrected about 30 seconds into the intro, as the faggotry suddenly stopped and no more tidelidoo piano was ever heard again.
“Cast to Exile” is the second track setting the Foundation for a fast paced experience, blast beats right in with tech death styled melodies peppered with the occasional breakdown. The guitar solos seem to be proof that these guys put heart and passion into what they are doing, especially in Portuguese bands you can detect the lack of effort put into the music being literally shit out, but Enblood prove that their balls are not made of plastic and they do not fall into the stereotype. I’m 4 tracks in and I absolutely loose track of time, the songs slip so well into each other that the record is being a wholesome experience rather than a compilation of good music a good band has worked for a set period of time.
Lots of religious lyricism on Oblivious Hate (track 4). Are they hanging out too much with their panda metal friends? They said “Satan” more times than a stuttering dude reading a “Natas” package upside down, bonus points for acting trve. The 5th song takes a more rhythmic stance showing off how nasty their bass sounds, yeah, we know, nasty basses are sexy, the sexy guitar solos as well, but it’s starting to be hard to hide the fact you actually dig Power Metal and screaming angrily all at the same time.
“Abyssal Consolation Of Souls” has to be the sexiest intro I’ve ever heard done by a portuguese band, and this album goes surprisingly well as you’re playing Killing Floor 2, bonus points for slipping the funeral march in there so well.
This piece of national treasure finishes on a high note with “Procession”, a song that was able to shove my most favorite drum eargasms in one song, these guys are just showing off on this one, and rightly. Every song up until now has perfectly blended chaos and order in a way no other national band has even dared to think about, they can go from blasting for almost a full minute to giving you such a tech and punk feel sometimes you’ll have to question if what you’re even hearing is what you think it is.
A great addition to the Miasma and Vomit your Shirt roster and one that goes to the shelves of my private collection.
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