Devourment - Conceived in Sewage
We’ve all waited in line at the drive-thru of our favorite carcinogenic fast food chain, eagerly awaiting our deep-fried death, only to get it home and realize that those abominations of gene pool disintegration forgot a vital part of the order. Most likely the one thing that you went there for in the first place. Well, I just stopped at Relapse Burger to get the new Devourment combo meal, and those bastards forgot my fucking slam! I specifically asked them to supersize the slam and add extra pit riff! I don’t know what this is, but it’s not my Devourment. Is it possible the folks at Relapse’s pressing plant accidentally switched Conceived in Sewage with whatever boring slab of regurgitated endurance test Misery Index is putting out this year? It sure sounds like it. It’s not like this is the worst Death Metal album ever made, it’s just a mind-numbingly boring one, and that’s never been the Devourment way. Considering the band’s pioneer status —influencing about 99.9% of today’s slam movement— it’s perplexing to me why the biggest album of their career in terms of label support is an exercise in going through the brutal motions. Thankfully the lyrics remain their trademark gore-drenched perversity, but Mike Majewksi’s vocals sound tame compared to past efforts, and musically the band is on Suffocation clone autopilot. I can’t even tell these songs apart. This doesn’t sound like the same band who just four years ago unleashed the carnivore, let alone butchered the weak or molested the decapitated. Production from Erik Rutan ensures that the dullness sounds terrific, but it’s all just lipstick on a corpse, really. If you blindfolded me and forced me to guess who this was, I’d probably say “brutal Death Metal band #4976.” Exactly the same kind of mundane mediocrity that Devourment used to put to shame with breakneck groove so irresistible it could get a paraplegic moshing. It could be that by trying to distance themselves from their crop of clones, they’ve lost the very thing that made them so imitable in the first place. Here’s to hoping they regain that mojo before it’s too late.
Goddammit!! I said, “no lettuce!!”
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