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This oddity is equally hilarious and brutal. I love it!

They band markets themselves as "slam" (you can stream the whole thing on SlamWorldWide's YouTube channel at the time of writing this review- but I loved it enough to purchase the mp3s). But, it's definitely got a goregrind-like feel to it and keeping in mind with that doesn't take anything seriously at all. As you can tell by the title and artwork they're working an Austin Powers gimmick the whole way through.

Two of the strongest songs, which really sum up what you're getting are "Fetal Consumption" and "Torturous Ornamental Garment". "Fetal Consumption" has the famous clip of Fat Bastard saying "get in my belly!" and "Torturous Ornamental Garment" is about his sumo wrestling diaper itching his balls. So obviously really immature middle school humor but plenty of 20somethings like me will remember this from childhood/teenage years and while it's not exactly 'nostalgic' it's just a lot of fun to see a band not taking anything seriously - Mister Bigglesworth certainly stand out from the million faceless blood-and-guts Cannibal Corpse clones that are taking it way too seriously.

But sampling aside the musicians are incredibly talented. This has some of the best bass-playing I've heard in a long time and the production really brings it out too. Really crazy blast-beat work gives the riffs a good crunch; the extremely strong opening track "Caffeinated Fecal Substance" (This coffee smells like shit!) shows this too.

There's no denying this is gimmicky and kind of up a niche. If you're not into something that intensely violent - this beats out a lot of brutal technical death metal on a basis of pure blasting, slamming - juxtaposed with dumb old movie clips then you're going to hate it, because it's brutal for the sake of brutality and dumb for the sake of dumb. In fact the closest thing I can think of to Mister Bigglesworth would be XXX Maniak, a decade ago.

If you can take it for what it is, it's a classic.

Most Australian deathcore these days just flies under my radar, nothing ever interesting in the genre seems to occur regional or otherwise, but this particular release caught my eye merely for two reasons: first being its instance on being as stupid as fucking possible (an Austin Powers themed deathcore band???) and also because the production is surprisingly smashing and pummeling. The cover art consisting of the notorious Mike Myers-led character depicted with stretched ears and an incredibly stupid title underneath it - which happens to be a quote from one of the Austin Powers films - initially has me suspect that this was going to be something so enormously idiotic, that I couldn't even bare to sit through it... well that impression didn't deceive, but it also came with other surprises that left me listening.

First and foremost, the lineup of this band is weird. Looking through the members' pages here on the Archives, they all have seemed to have taken part of several tr00 metal bands all scattered throughout Australia, which includes blackened death metal, melodic death, groove metal ect. apparently this band are all these guys' first time ever playing deathcore. What made them want to start this band / perform this style of music? It's a question I'll never have the answer to. Slam death and deathcore are genres performed by the disconnected, and are ridiculed by most of the tr00 metal scene, but all of a sudden these Aussie metallers decide to play a combination of both out of nowhere. Such an anomaly.

Nevertheless, the EP is scattered with ultra-dumb sound samples, slam riffs, breakdowns, guttural roars and and also what sounds to be either programmed drums, or a ridiculously over-triggered drum kit. The songs are formulaic and don't favor variation that much, but when it gets to the breakdowns, shit gets serious real quick.

As I mentioned before, this mix and production is incredible. Super punchy and mean, it puts these songs together better than they would have sounded on their own. The guttural vocals cover the top of the instruments as if it's the face of the music, and the roaring guitar riffs just glide and direct the action of his voice glaring in all directions. To put this music in category, it's definitely more deathcore than it is slam/brutal death metal, but that doesn't mean the slam influences don't shine in their prime moments, which mostly consist of treating the slams as if they're the slow and stop / breakdowny sections of songs, which is very deathcore-in-nature to make music anyway.

As I explained above, nearly all the songs are indistinguishable and follow a formulaic approach; the only exception is the final track which starts off with some melodic chords before an interesting riff kicks things off into the action following a blare of double bass. It would've been a nice touch if this band had made their music a little more easier to be taken serious, but the stupid-ass concept and dumbass sound samples kind of already spoiled that impression, so thus any sense at artistic musicianship is thrown out the shitter by the time you finish the EP. You'll only want to hear more breakdowns and gutturals by that point, and thankfully they still deliver just that by the runtime's final minutes.

This EP solely exists for you to embrace your inner idiot. If bands like Architect of Dissonance, Acranius, Buried in Pieces, Purefilth or Disfiguring the Goddess are right up your alley, and you're seeking something even dumber, you are gonna love this.

Be warned though, EP may kill brain cells upon too many plays.