Mortal Combat.
Another offering from the Death metal camp is from our ghoulish gents, Necrot, who celebrate all things ‘Mortal’ and my what a cacophony this is. There is no build up here, it’s been marinated in gunpowder, gasoline and Glycerine, of the Nitro kind so up it goes WHOOSH! We are left to trawl through the grisly remains and try and make sense of it all.
‘Your Hell’ begins this out of control vortex and drags you into the centre, there is no escape folks, ‘my hell will be yours’ and you will be thankful for it.
In’ Dying Life’ singer Luca Indrio demands ‘show me your entrails’ well if you must (she gingerly rams her hand down her throat and pulls out whatever gore is in the vicinity- there you go – offers the bloody mess for your attention). We are reduced to a ‘container of grief’ you heard it here first my friends and it is sad but true. Our lives are a continual torment, wretched and havoc wreaking and so we roar and growl away our sorrows. Sonny Reinhardt is the fretmaster general with Chad Gailey providing the pulsating, power percussion, quite gnarly and renegade in its delivery. Don’t let the ‘Stench Of Decay’ make you fall ‘Asleep Forever’, it will take all the muster of a ‘Sinister Will’ to discover and then disrupt your ‘Malevolent Intentions’, a task that is only for the lion-hearted.
This beastly creation contains disturbingly sobering thoughts, best enjoyed in a darkened room. We are encouraged to accept that death is inevitable, if you can do this then your life will be more productive and fruitful. Make a concerted effort to stay away from materialistic elements and views, this will only add to your misery, these things are all just passing, they do not equate to a substantial and fulfilling existence. As a mere ‘Mortal’ I live, I witness and when my time comes, I will die, in the meantime ‘long is the night of the ones who suffer’.
Please switch off the light on your way out.
Azra Pathan
Necrot – Mortal out now via Tankcrimes Records