Thy Art Is Murder - Hate

Posted on Friday, April 26, 2013

Australian Deathcore troupe Thy Art Is Murder bring absolutely nothing new to the table on their second full-length… and I don’t have a problem with that. Imagine if Whitechapel’s The Somatic Defilement and Acacia Strain’s The Dead Walk fucked and had a child that grew up to be a personal trainer. Hate is essentially an unending chain of breakdowns tied together with blastbeats, melodic Thrash licks, and bitter, angry sentiment. Yes, this isn’t anything we haven’t heard before. Yes, it’s downright impossible to tell the songs apart. Yes, the production is ultra-slick and modern. No, none of this bothers me at all. This isn’t a Rembrandt or a fucking Warhol. This is Deathcore. It’s designed to get the adrenaline pumping. It’s designed for the pit. Two minutes into opener “Reign of Darkness” and my hefty, lethargic ass is doing shadow Tae Kwan Do in the living room. Sure, this probably isn’t unique enough to make my year-end list, but if I happen to need theme music for the big fight’s training montage, Hate is going to be my first choice. All I’m really looking for in a Deathcore record is heaviness, brutality, groove, and… well, hate. These ten tracks meet those needs in spades. Chris McMahon’s all-pro bestial bellow does help to separate TAIM from the pack somewhat. His guttural power is the difference between “out now on Nuclear Blast” and “available for free at Bandcamp.” Again, the breakdowns are pretty much interchangeable, but if you were as outstanding at them as this rhythm section is, you’d probably want to keep repeating that motion also. (Jeanna Fine’s blowjobs are all very similar as well. Doesn’t mean I don’t need to see them all.) These are some of the best I’ve heard in awhile. The key is that sharp palm-muted chug and just the right amount of room to breathe. Nothing I need to tell the airtight guitar duo of Andy Marsh and Tom Brown. For what it is, Hate succeeds on every level, first and foremost by not concerning itself at all with what it doesn’t need to be. Let’s not forget, the Aussies don’t fuck around when it comes to extreme music. TAIM is to Deathcore what Destroyer 666 and Bestial Warlust are to Old School BM, what Whoretopsy is to brutal Death, and what Parkway Drive is to Metalcore — genius by way of no frills. I can see the internet virgins blogging angrily now: “Every song’s the same generic chugfest! I can’t stand the drum sound! I’m a little bitch! What’s a vagina?” This album is worth it just for that mental image alone. (I can’t wait to die.)

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Shitkicker said:

Wow a 9 lol thats Rich. Might as well give everything a 9 with the way you rate shit faggotW.What a diphit waste of time that was.Nice zine lol if you like worthless assholes opinions

Posted on Sunday, April 28, 2013 - 10:54:46 AM

admin said:

Hey “Shitlicker” - Punctuation. Have you heard of it?
I think it’s hilarious that you followed up your “wasted” time reading the review by wasting more time posting a comment.
And “lol”? Twice? Really? Are you a tween girl, or just mentally handicapped?

Posted on Monday, April 29, 2013 - 01:20:54 AM

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