Lacerated and Carbonized - The Core of Disruption
Usually whenever Ray hands me a…
Bag
Bag of shitty demos
Full of rotten demos
Bag of shitty demos
…I often contemplate A) murdering us both and leaving a note that reads “excuse all the blood,” or B) lighting the discs on fire and rolling around in them until I achieve a zombie-like texture. But I always decide to C) listen to them for 30 seconds each in search of something cool or gay enough to actually write about. Sadly it’s rare that I find either, and I’m often left pondering what the goal of an unsigned band even is in the piracy age. Do they hope to sign to Metal Blade and make $87 in t-shirt sales one day? Regardless, this time one band in particular made the most of their 30 seconds, as I’ve probably listened to this fucker 30 times since! Brazil’s Lacerated and Carbonized have absolutely floored me with their refreshing sound, exceptional skill, and a take-no-prisoners style of songwriting that goes straight for the jugular. A mixing/mastering job from Andy Classen (Krisiun, Belphegor) certainly never prevents a self-released album from standing out from the pack, but it’s the band’s energy and talent that truly propels The Core of Disruption to the top shelf. A fast, fierce display of Thrash-infused Death Metal from quite possibly the last band on the planet with the balls to use traditional E-tuning. Okay, this could be E-flat, but the point being these guys get more out of it than some bands that use 19 strings or whatever the norm is nowadays. For the most part, they keep their songs short and speedy, load them with razor-sharp, addictive riffs and a baby-bear’s-porridge Death/Thrash roar, while frequently decorating them with bursts of Behemoth-level blasting and occasional left-field percussion —some sort of Brazilian bongo drum?— that successfully conjures a tribal atmosphere without sounding contrived or corny. I can’t say enough about the riffs! A worship of early ’90s Floridian Death Metal, and Thrash giants from the Bay Area/Germany collective. The kind of riffs their countrymates in Sepultura used to make. Hunt this pleasant surprise down at all costs, and would some label please give them $87 before somebody figures out a way to download shirts?
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