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Pestilence had a few significant contributions to the death genre in the late '80s and early '90s.
It seems unlikely that even adventurous music fans who worship at the altar of prog-tastic death acts like Cynic, Cryptopsy, Obscura or latter-day Death will be capable of tolerating Mameli’s horrific bleating or finding this hodge-podge of styles enjoyable. If you like offbeat odds and sods, explore with caution. I’ll stick with their classic albums and their previous non-Primus-ized platter. If you have a neighbor you really dislike, go away for a day or two while leaving this playing loudly on repeat. Mameli will personally see to it that they suffer grievously.
Absolution progresses from a restrained drum beat from Yuma Van Eekelen and sludgy guitars to popping bass to powerful guitar leads to even darker tones to a synthesis of slow, evil guitars, double bass kicks, and throaty vocals. On Divinity, Jeroen Paul Thesseling’s bass is refreshingly prominent, sounding like the thunder before the lightning of Patrick Uterwijk and Mameli’s melodic leads and grinding riffs of Malignant. Pestilence get jazzy at the opening of Confusion, then segues to a hardcore punk beat and screamed vocals, melodic solos, and whirlwind rhythm changes.
Doctrine is disappointing in all aspects as the album is a poor slab of half-written riffs and hooks thrown together. Mameli should end Pestilence quietly at this time so he doesn’t tarnish the history of the band further.