This CDr is a split between prolific gorenoise lads Catastrophic Blunt Force Intercranial Haemhorrhage Fluid Leaking From Ruptured Eardrums and my gorenoise (read: "weednoise") project, Tetrahydrocannibal. It's the first time I have released something under this name in quite some time, so it was fun to get back to and work on some ridiculous song titles. I swore I wouldn't do another record until I'd shifted all the copies of the first, but this is a split, so that doesn't count, right? :P
Anyway, the CxBxFxIxHxFxLxFxRxEx side is fuckin' savage; I guess which is due in part to the usual cacophonous bludgeoning being broken up into smaller chunks. The studio production work (from George of Dead Woman's Ditch) also goes a long way in making sure CxBxFxIxHxFxLxFxRxEx's gore explosion comes with the necessary clout, as does the creepy as shit sampling work, which will literally make your year/decade if you love Ren & Stimpy quotes as much as you do gorenoise.
Gorrendous Whoreplasmia is a goregrind/gorenoise project I started in 2013 simply because I'd thought up what I considered to be a really cool fucking name (LOL). I even had a proper logo drawn up (by the late Sludgesicle Records owner Mike Stock, who sadly passed away last year) because I thought the name was just that golden. I can be a total idiot sometimes when it comes to stupid musical ideas, so now that I had this name and this logo I had to go and make some music for it, so I made some shit noisecore, belched some pitchshifted vocals over it and added some dodgy samples and rediculous song titles and released a split. It was terrible. When I got a new computer I recorded an entire cassette EP called Cold Lunch, and followed that up fairly quickly with another, terribly shitty EP.
Then I took a break for a while until recently when I was inspired to make some bowel-churning gorenoise/noisecore influenced stuff so I decided to fire up the Gorrendous Whoreplasmia name as it wasn't being used anymore, and the .PSD file of that wicked logo was just wasting on my hard drive. The resulting recording is what you have here; the ultimate return of the ultimate pointless project. Manic Insertions is super quick, and over in the blink of an eye, but it showcases what type of aural gloop is festering in the pipeline for the future (a recently completed debut full length is rotting on my HDD).
Give it a whirl if you're into this shit. I just can't bring myself to write about / use gore on the album sleeves (it just doesn't feel right to me at all) but I still had to use some absolutely bogging source material for this type of music, so this EP is dedicated to / inspired by the adult actress Hotkinkyjo. If you've got nothing better to do, look her up and prepare to be absolutely horrified (the clue is in the EP title).
Urine Festival is one of those things that exist to challenge you on how you feel about a particular genre, sound, theme or subject. A ridiculous form of music at the best of times, goregrind (or porngrind) is known for it's reams of dodgy content and greasy subject matter. Often, it takes somebody or something pushing the elements making up your favourite genre to the absolute maximum extreme before you can begin to reflect and question yourself and your interest in such circles. When one immerses oneself in extreme music one can lose perspective on the extremity of it all ("For if you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you").
Obviously there are sounds more abrasive than this. Harsh noise exists. But for me, the absolute extremity of goregrind laid with Last Days Of Humanity's Putrefaction In Progress record for a very long time. And then I heard Urine Festival (ironically the brainchild of a LDOH member Marc Palmen). Goregrind has meshed rather successfully with noise music these days (gorenoise anyone?) but this album is the first true instance of such an extreme sound. One could argue that the Meat Shits have a lot of credit due in the creation of "music" such as this but I strongly feel that a lot of gorenoise and modern goregrind imitate the puzzling gurgle of Urine Festival.
It's during listening to records such as this I realize just how far I have fallen down the rabbit hole on my quest to discover the musical extremes. This is, quite evidently, not for everyone, but I couldn't recommend it more.
This full album vid is incorrectly listed as 66 untitled tracks.
Phyllomedusa’s blasting, burping and croaking froquencies have quickly become a firm favourite here at camp Lines In Wax over the last few months. It’s kinda hard to define Phyllomedusa’s sounds but after listening to a lot of it I’ve noticed a pattern emerging - you can divide the majority of the sounds presented into four categories; ambient / field recordings, gorenoise and/or goregrind, more traditional harsh noise and finally, err, doom metal.
Their part of this split though (entitled The Munz Grove Incident), after what seems like a never-ending intro dialogue, bursts into bubbling vats of screeching, hateful power electronics style noise, with plenty of grim, horrifying bestial vocals. I’m not entirely sure what happened at Munz Grove, but it sounds fucking terrifying, and I’m kinda glad that I wasn’t there.
Toad Birth is another project by the same frog (lol) that created Phyllomedusa. Honestly, this could be another Phyllo release, but Toad Birth’s stuff is a bit more lo-fi.
Mega apologies for the shitty low res image in today's post.
Well then, I've heard a lot of disgusting goregrind/gorenoise stuff, but I've never heard a band or project in this vein do a fucking Rihanna cover before. Lol. Menometrorrhagia stands in the no-mans land between the super-niche genres of goregrind and gorenoise, unwilling to fall firmly into one over the other. I'd say it was more akin to gorenoise but the more intelligible drum machine pace and song structure keep it in the goregrind camp. Also the vocals are not exclusively pitchshifted, even though the shifted vocals are some of the best I've ever heard. But, I guess I'm splitting hairs here, like only true music nerds can!
Like all good gorenoise the buzzing bass is the backdrop for the annihilation farting and pissing all over the place, while the drums rattle away really nicely - there's some great drum programming going on here and it's nice to see a bit of effort going into this facet of music; often in these scenes the drum machine programming is pushed to maximum speed and left at that, but considering the genre style the drum programming here is fresh and invigorating. Some slower songs towards the end of the EP allow some creative drum programming to unfold.
Phyllomedusa is a frog-based (yes!) goregrind band from, I believe, the US. It'd be easy to write this off as a gimmick but Phyllomedusa has a long-running, high quality output of over 50 albums of frog-based goregrind and gorenoise. Lunatic Girl And Her Frog is probably one of the more better known Phyllomedusa albums - I've seen it frequently in the past on forums / YouTube / Facebook groups etc. and I'm attributing this to to either A.) because there's a chick on the cover or B.) it features slightly slower, more death metal-style songwriting than one usually expects from purveyors of gurgling gorenoise.
The music initially comes on sounding a bit like Torsofuck but after a few minutes you realise there is more going on here than the usual blasting mush of noisy goodness. Phyllomedusa is the thinking man's gorenoise; the sophisticated grind for the conscious and caring invidual; bubbling, throthing tracks about the welfare of frogs rather than the tired old hack / slash and porn (although hey, you can't really get enough porn haha).
Urinary Tract Infection From Severe Pus Clots is one of Bobby Maggard's more prolific and well known projects, this one bridging the gap between noisecore and goregrind very nicely. Demo 1 contains 98 bursts of pitchshifted bile-inducing noisecore madness. A lot of this stuff kinda all blurs into one but this has a really good vibe and it's absolutely sick as fuck. The bass is a bit furry and the Myspace-as-fuck Rhythm Rascal drum programming is a bit cheap but hey, this shit fucking rules. I'm a sucker for wastoid noise grind like this and it's hard to top noisecore as furious as this is, even though there's a drum machine and not a real drummer on board.
For when you absolutely have to sit around in your pants watching sketchy Asian porn, this is your soundtrack.
Trepanation Penetration is a gorenoise (or is that
pornoise?) project in the vein of Urine Festival, Enema Fountain and the likes,
and probably is the first project of this kind I’ve done a review for that wasn’t
recorded by USA’s Bobby Maggard (lol). Bound Torture Fantasies is the second
demo / EP / release under for this ‘band’, and contains 20 untitled blasts of
watery drum machine harsh noise. It warbles and farts rather than resulting in
shrieking ‘n’ peaking like some noise stuff. Definitely for serious noise/gore
sickos only, Trepanation Penetration offers nothing to the casual grindcore listener.
In fact, this probably can’t be classed as grind anymore.
I recorded this beast over a year ago and I still haven't written to ya'll about it because I'm a festering bloody idiot. Hot off the heels (lol) of my first EP on Grindcore Karaoke, I decided to make hay when the sun was shining and go straight into recording a Tetrahydrocannibal full length whilst the gimmick was still fresh. Weed-themed grindcore is nothing new, even in the minuscule gorenoise department (I'm thinking Boggy Bong, A Man So High Floating In Outer Space, etc. etc. - there's probably more) but I've not come across a project yet that uses genuine bong inhales as vocals. Hence, there was a gape in thon market and THC was born.
There's another band called THC but it's spelt Tetra Hydro Cannibal so it doesn't count. Plus, it's not as br00tal as my shit, so... Haha! I'm just kidding! But, this is messy gorenoise so who really gives a shit. Out of all the shit noise I have recorded this album has by far been the most successful. It's hosted online at various locations, is rife on the pirate music scenes (top fucking lol, it's a free album you dicks!) and has been downloaded thousands of times thanks to Neil at Legs Akimbo Records who not only hosted this on his website but also spread it like bad porn across the BitTorrent underworld.
As always there are those of you who like to get physical (that's what she said) so I pressed up some CDr copies as well, but these are limited to 100 pieces only, and there's about half left a year or so later. If by some crazy chance you actually want one, or want to trade for one, drop me an email.
When I heard of Urine Cop being a collaboration between Adam Jennings of Winters In Osaka and Putrefaction In Progress-era LDOH vocalist Erwin De Groot, I got very, very excited. I would be lying to you if I said I wasn't a little disappointed with what is on show here. Bass, noise and LDOH vocals sounds fucking class in my book, but you literally can't hear a thing here. You've basically got 8 minutes of distorted blastbeats, with the odd De Groot roar farting through the mix. Any noise or bass or whatever the other contribution is, is virtually inaudible. I guess I set myself up for the fall, but hey, I calls 'em how I sees 'em (or hears 'em, in this case)!
Vomir is all about what Vomir is about. Dim fuckio aroundio, as us Welsh folk say. Straight up, to the point, psychosis-inducing harsh noise wall for the whole family to enjoy. Child playing fuck? Smash on this tape. Eldery family member tired of living a pointless life, forgotten about by your children and grandchildren? Smash on this tape.
Slightly off-topic but I would love it if Stalaggh (or Gulaggh nowadays) did some sort of collaboration with Vomir. Although, that would probably cave my head in permanently.
Gangliocytoma is a drum machine grindcore project that mixes razor sharp guitar work with the muddy blurs of gorenoise and goregrind. Expect relentless drum machine barrages, endless guitar explosions and then on top of it all the signature goregrind watery bowels explusion. Despite the mile-a-second goregrind relentlessness, riffs are actually present and audible. Fancy that! It's not a very long release, yet it's only a demo so I wouldn't expect hours of material. But hey, it's another wicked-rediculous goregrind project entering into this world and I am super OK with that.
Bobby M is upon us again with a slightly-less-gory approach to noise, which is unusual, to say the least. Perhaps surprisingly for music of this genre, Slithis' Revenge focusses on the destruction that mankind has wreaked upon the earth as subject matter. I'd never in a million years consider there to be a market for environmentally-friendly gorenoise, but the world is full of surprises.
If you think the artwork looks horrendous, then nothing can prepare your ears for the actual audio assault that is about to follow. Guitars are actually audible, which is another unusual factor in this project, and as far as I can tell, are totally devoid of any tuning. The drum machine sounds like it's constantly going to burst into a breakcore-patent snare rush or something, and those good ol' bubbling septic tank vocals are back, because hey, it wouldn't be a gorenoise record without them.
This entire (organic) bubbling mass of mind-bending (gluten free) gorenoise can be streamed at your leisure on the w0w dance Bandcamp page. Enjoy!
Extreme Putrefaction is another project in the gazillion ranks of noisemongering goregrind king Bobby Maggard. This particular little variant mixes bassy harsh noise with unstoppable drum machine attacks and septic tank gurgles. To get artsy fartsy in the descriptive sense, imagine earlier, analogue pedal Merzbow jamming with Urine Festival. Extreme Putrefaction literally sounds like shit pellets being machine gunned into a cesspool of unspeakable filthy depths.
For the uninitiated, 'gorenoise' can seem like quite an intimidating music genre but once you get used to the rediculously NSFW release artwork that comes with it, you can really lose yourself in some filthy (and often puzzling) sounds. To be slightly more controversial, America should be torturing terror suspects with this shit, not fucking Metallica records.
You cans stream this entire bastard on Youtube below. I'm also assuming due to the artwork dimensions that this was also released on a tape at some point?
There comes a time in every musician's life where they must stop and think "why do I do this? What is the point in my existence and in turn, my creative output?". I've definitely asked myself that question many, many times. I assume then, that gore-legend and general all-round good egg Bobby Maggard never has, what with his seemingly never-ending repertoire of projects, bands and label releases. The amount of stuff this guy (and his cohorts-in-gore) churn out never ceases to totally astound me...what we have here is a fellow totally dedicated to his scene, his sound, and his dodgy xeroxed gore artwork.
Chloroformed Female Victim is one of Bobby's many hundreds of thousands of goregrind-related projects (slight over-exaggeration), who recorded their first demo abouts a year ago. What we have here is a 2-person aural assault of drum-machine fuelled, unrelenting goregrind. Or is that gorenoise? I'm not sure really where the line between the two blurs, but this is pretty abrasive stuff! The "21 Untitled Trx" are over in just shy of 15 minutes, so it's a short journey of blasting hellnoise, complete with the odd creepy spoken sample to really set it off. Sexy!
If you're familiar with the works of Mr. Maggard (and Mr. Astor) then you will no doubt know what to expect from a release such as this, but if you're not sure about things then be prepared to have your head cut off, hollowed out and stuffed with faeces. You heard. Self-released on Regurgitated Stoma Stew Productions.
Jesus fuck, how my head hurts! Now this little bastard is a hard listen! Haha! File under un-easy listening, mos-def. Bobby Maggard is back (again) with more blurring of the lines between goregrind and gorenoise. The drum machine sounds like nothing more than a relentless series of distorted sound blips. The guitars (well, assuming they are guitars) are nothing more than sheer, ear-destroying sheets of white noise hell. The vocals...well I don't think I have enough adjectives to get through those.
Even by Gorelord Maggard standards, A Pleasing Clitorectomy is a challenging listen. Luckily for the few of us who are actually strangely into this type of thing, you can get this CDr from Ecclesia Inferi Records, but act fast as it's limited to 40 copies. I have number 10. I assure you that it is worth the tinnitus that follows. Alternatively, just hit up the Gorelord himself on Facebook and he'll mail you the longest list of goregrind releases you'll ever see in your life!
Some crazy individual has uploaded the full 28 minute recording to Youtube, so prepare yer lugholes and tuck in.
Time for some more sickening goregrind folks! The cover art to this Goatgrind release might be fairly tame but the music is fucking nuts, as you would expect. Faeces Eruption play fairly straightforward, dank and heavy electronic goregrind with low pitchshifted gurgles. The whole thing sails by rather quickly, but it's an enjoyable four songs that has got me on the look out for more Faeces Eruption shit (pun slightly intended).
Urine Festival on the other hand absolutely take the fucking biscuit. Shit, I thought Tumour was insane - imagine that project but a thousand times faster, the bass is so low that it's almost inaudible and the vocals literally sound like water. Not watery, just pure fucking water. Shit. Replace the horror movie samples with porno ones, and you got Urine Festival. Coincidentally, this project is also by a member of Last Days of Humanity; the drummer for Hymns... era and vocalist on the recent reformation tour, Marc Palmen. It's like every member of LDOH has their own cybergrind project! Somebody should fucking compile them all on one super gross split, that would be awesome!
Nappy from Goatgrind has been so kind as to upload the entire split to Youtube, so wrap your lugholes around this crazy shit; Faeces Eruption first then Urine Festival after.
If the name of this record and the artwork above screams out to you - "Porngrind!" then guess what? You're fucking wrong, bitches! What we have here is an ear-melting cacophony of rancid fucking gorenoise. Ok, maybe not flat out noise but noise-core. Don't forget the core! It reminds me of VRV, the way the drum machine is pushed out to the max and just left to blast away unhindered, when all the wasps in the world come out of my speakers (the guitars, if you haven't guessed). Over the top are the treble-worrying pitchshifted vocals. Lovely jubbly! Out on Ecclesia Inferi Records and limited to 40 copies on CDr only!
PS There are no disc images because there is just a plain CDr. I also can't find a link for this, but if I come across one I'll update this post.
