Are you ready to have your face melted yet again? No? Too bad!
Preface to Insanity: Before we get into the meat of today’s post I have a few announcements to make. TDT is evolving yet again. I will not be posting bands every Thursday anymore. Don’t worry though, TDT is still going to be a weekly thing! I will be posting bands every other week, and in-between, we’ll have a community submission. Why am I doing it this way? Well, the guest submissions we have been getting are pretty sick and I felt that just giving awesome bands like Sarpanitum a small little paragraph didn’t do them justice. So, every other week TDT will be written entirely by a community member. Of course, if I don’t get any submissions, I will pull something from my endless catalog of tech. Another change — I’m going to post news from the genre (provided that there is some) before every featured band. This will include song premiers/teasers, album announcements, or pretty much anything else I deem worthy of the mighty toilet. We’re starting this shit today, and as such, today’s post is written by our good friend Nordling Rites Ov Karhu. Before I hand it over to him, here’s your TDT news:
The Faceless have lost the rest of their members aside from Michael Keene and are once again faceless.
In case you missed it, Alkaloid (Necrophagist, Obsucra, Spawn of Possession) have released their first song “Carbon Phrases.” It’s more on the progressive side of things but still extremely good.
Archspire is working on new shit ( 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 ) and Spencer Prewett is not human. They also like to record video with a potato, it seems.
That’s all the news for this week, because its the end of the year and everyone is focused on buying gifts for lifelovers who don’t deserve them because Christmas. Fuck Christmas.
Nordling Rites Ov Karhu: From the frozen wastelands of Enontekiö, Finland hails Carnage Pit. Throwing a death-feast so vile that every reindeer-riding red nose is instantly sent galloping to the opposite direction faster than their steeds could ever muster. Don’t believe me? See, and more importantly – hear, for yourselves:
A pleasing rumble of the bass and rhythmic vocal patterns are the first thing the ear latches onto. After a while the sheer speed and brutality give way for the technicality. Usually brutal death metal, whether overtly technical or not, doesn’t go the places I want it to go, but Carnage Pit have found a perfect balance. Pummeling rage and speed of the drumming (which I believe was done by one Scott Hull) are balanced by the complex riffs, going through constant changes only to begin preparations for the next sickening twist. Every now and then an abrupt break and a slower section appears as to keep the listener interested. Some of the bands finer moments are experienced in the Nile-esque slams of songs like “Scorned By Messiah”. It seems their lone EP, Ritual (2010, get from their Bandcamp) was forcibly made to appear as if it was in fact a slam-album via the means of production. I actually hope that Carnage Pit retains this style of production for their long-awaited debut full-length, out sometime next year.
Did I already call every other brutal death metal band a hack because their riffs do not achieve the same heights in complexity as Carnage Pit’s, while remaining as unsophisticated as inhumanly possible? Well I should have. Carnage Pit may not be weedily-deedily wizards, but the best parts of the songs are often something more brutal death bands should do, the solos. Putting the icing on the cake, they channel skill and feeling and feel all the more sweeter when you have to wait for them. Look, don’t take my word for it, here’s the full EP so you can wear it out ‘til the new album is finally unleashed:
Here’s what I think happened. Some aliens came to earth to teach the good people how to jam. They raged on and on, never stopping the weedilies, or the deedilies for that matter. Juho Välitalo (ex-NISTIKKO) and Ville Törmänen decided they had had enough, snatched the guitar and canonized the aliens while reading some holy scriptures and stuff. They then began to dig, until they reached the hardened arteries of Earth and a small room located amongst the veins. A toilet. Cloggage worth an aeon or two pouring out of it, they knew they had to go through. And through they went all the way into the void. There they began a fight club called the Carnage Pit. If that doesn’t tell you what this band is about, I don’t know what will.
Until next time,