After a somewhat underwhelming return with last year’s The Tomb Within EP, Autopsy is back with the band’s first new full-length album since 1995’s Shitfun, and I honestly didn’t know what to expect. Macabre Eternal is incrementally better than, but essentially cast from the same mold as, the aforementioned The Tomb Within EP, which I think I may have judged slightly too harshly in my review. The Autopsy guys are… holy shit, man, it’s fucking Autopsy for fuck’s sake, so I would really prefer if I liked this album a lot more than I do. And if all the songs were as memorable as the deranged, Impetigo-ish “Dirty Gore Whore,” I could give this a rating much closer to a ten. I wish that I could have done that, but unfortunately I’m stuck with reality, and that means that I have to admit that something isn’t quite right. Autopsy needs a grimy, raw, diseased sound, and that’s missing here. This is just too clear and clean for its own good. Who would have ever thought that these sick bastards would need more filth?
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