(What follows is DGR‘s review of the latest slab of brutality released by the Argentinian band Massacred.)
As if there were ever any chance we weren’t going to cover this one. We don’t have a military-grade spy satellite overlooking the entirety of the world when it comes to heavy metal, but even to those of us who may have bifocals thicker than a California Business Code Of Conduct book, this one wasn’t going to sneak by that easily.
We’ve reviewed some absolutely incredible albums over the course of the year so far and we’re always looking for more. That’s why this one went skating across the desk at the old NCS offices, as we continue our endless sisyphean task of attempting to track down new music for our readers to devour. As if they had a hunger, neverending, and a singular focus on simply obtaining more.
It’s rare that we get to touch base with the solo brutal death and slam scenes these days. The whole genre has seen explosive growth over the past decade as recording implements have democratized and been able to reach wider audiences. It’s resulted in a breed of musician whose desires are different than pure artistic expression, laying somewhere familiar to the grindcore crowd wherein music can be both emotional expulsion and an internet shitpost – the two need not be mutually exclusive.
Argentina’s Massacred is to be appreciated, then, as their aspirations are waved on a banner, worn proudly, and stated so up-front that you could never accuse them of trying to be more than what they are — which is pure and unadulterated Mortician-inspired death metal, one that just happens to have a taste for both horror movies and, surprisingly enough, the Resident Evil series of video games. Continue reading »
