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It's a herculean task to inject subtlety and originality into a genre like brutal death metal. The genre requires certain elements to be present for nearly every bar of every song, or else the band risks falling into some other sub-sub-genre: downtuned palm-muted riffs, low growls, violent lyrics, and blast beats.
Gorgasm are a brutal death metal band, and the listener can expect all the qualities the label guarantees. But it's finely executed, and Bleeding Profusely has inspired moments of originality among the brutality when Gorgasm gets their disgusting greasy fingerprints on the material. The guitar solos, particularly in "Lesbian Stool Orgy" and "Morbid Overgrowth" sound almost neo-classical in nature, and the interplay between the two rhythm guitar parts in "Fucking the Viscera" is much more sophisticated than one would expect from a song called "Fucking the Viscera." And slam fans can enjoy a slowdown in "Voracious" that stands out among the near-constant blasting of the rest of the album. The bass parts are clever and the playing is accomplished when the songs provide a chance for the bass to stand out. The clean bass tone offers a contrast from the two overdriven guitars and there are some surprising harmonies among the three instrumentalists.
Death metal journeyman Dave Culross drums on this album and his performance is a marvel of speed. There's a bit of technicality present as well, but largely, it's just fun to hear the endless blast beats Culross can summon. He often transitions between "all-at-once" blasts in the style of Suffocation, and on-beat/off-beat grindcore-style blasts, and he's an expert at flipping that switch. The vocals are delivered by both guitarists as well as the bassist, and all three have a low, guttural style. The vocal delivery is competent but largely unintelligible, which is probably for the best, since the lyrics are, of course, moronic. There's some gross-out humor, and plenty of gore and sexual violence. The handful of samples throughout the album are similarly uninspired and generic. But analyzing the lyrics is missing the point, because the real joy here comes from the riffs, drumming, and the over-the-top atmosphere.
This is a short album of short songs, and many of them blur together with little to distinguish themselves, but the result is like a collage of riffs, blasts, and growls that's remarkably listenable without losing its intensity. Listeners who find brutal death metal distasteful should stay away, because the album does not transcend the genre, but those of us who enjoy the style will find a nice little nugget in Bleeding Profusely.