Anonymityville

Alright, let's see here. We got a band that's named Handsome Prick. We've got sixteen tracks despite the runtime only being a half-hour. And, we've got an album cover that looks like, well, that. So it's pretty safe to say early on that this isn't gonna be an album aimed at substance. Rather, Anonymityville is something that's going to suck you in with blistering ridiculousness and banger chops that do their job in an incredibly small amount of time, topped off with some cool tones.

Except, it doesn't. The very thing that a hardcore/grindcore disc like this always aims to do is done horribly. Every single riff is not only distorted in a way that makes them run together to great extremes, but also... don't even vary when you dust that off a bit. No, I can't find a single standout feature from a single song that I could write anything good about. Maybe, maybe, I can pat the drummer on the back for being the only guy that displays anything worthwhile to the ear, but even then it's nothing that stands out. No less, it still doesn't make any of the songs remotely good, so my comment still stands.

Moreover, those vocals are a trainwreck. I can't tell if it's multiple people doing them, double tracks, or what. But they're a hard combo of squeal and distorted guttural that blend together with the unsavory riffing to leave an all-over stale taste in your mouth. Somewhere in here there's a track that uses clean singing, but I couldn't tell you which one, nor be bothered to go find it by wasting my time sifting through this again. I don't even know what the point of that was, but I guess it's cool that there's something at least, different?

Yeah, this cost me about $1 from the label's package deal I got a while back, and boy howdy could I not wait for this one to finish. Obviously you can't take something like this very seriously in the first place, but good Lord, maybe give us an alternate reason to come listen to it?