Illuminations of Vile Engorgement

The full length of Enmity. By this point they have shed every last speck of humanity they have ever had. The band at this point is above all comprehension, and listening to this entire album will make your ears bleed and your mind recoil with pain. The music is inimitable, irreproducible, and absolutely sick. Nothing more can be said, this music is not for people. Cannot be linked to any other bands, and the only reason we still call this death metal is because of the somewhat gory and misanthropic themes implicit in it. The music is not anything you have ever heard. It is as if there were no separate instruments, but instead you are the aural witness to the twisting and writhing of a giant snake like entity as it spews forth obscure lyrical fragments that sound like they have been half digested. There are no hooks, although this one brake down is repeated in different songs for what purpose, we can only guess.
When confronted with such obvious greatness many people look away with repulsion and envy. You cannot conceive, even begin to conceive of this music. All I can say is that they have made a musical genre all for themselves, and the lack of like minded individuals makes sure this will be a one band art form. True unique brutal music.
This review of mine has been rejected more than once because it does not give you an idea of what the music sounds like. I am sorry but I do not think I can get any closer. Having absolutely no rival and no equal, and having no other bands to link it too, I am in quiet a pickle. They do not sound like other bands. The vocals are guttural, but I could not name a single band where I have heard these kinds of gutturals, I am not even sure if they are distorted, but they seem to be ‘clean’. The music is like a mix between Wormed and blasting bands like Carnal or Pyaemia, but only in respect to non-stop blasting, and Wormed for the weirdness. But this does not sound like anything else. Crunchy but kinda soft guitars with not too much distortion, unbelievable kind of high end gutturals, no discernable bass, and blast beats that fluctuate to sound like a single monstrous entity. High lights to me are ‘Facial Carvings’, ‘Bloated Slabs’ and ‘Hacksaw Spinal Butchery’, and of course the instrumental classic guitar shred fest ‘Severe Lacerations’. That last piece is the sickest thing to be done to a classical guitar, not so much of the technique end of things, but because he slaps and uses the guitar as a percussion instrument at one point, and at one point busts out a melody that could have sat well with the boys from At The Gates, even. Nothing compares.