Reek is really a turgid bowl of ulcerated offal. Plotting Carcass' trajectory from this all the way through to Swansong is absolutely bonkers when you stop to think about it. In celebration of finding out that the 12" vinyl I own of this is actually a fucking bootleg, I decided to spin it up and give it the Lines In Wax treatment. In a modern era of fucking endless tupa tupa garbage (although I am guilty of partaking now and then), Reek Of Putrefaction reminded me what goregrind was and still is about. Absolutely stinking!
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