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This Comp Kills Fascists

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This Comp Kills Fascists Vol.1
(Relapse Records)
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Scot Hull of Agoraphobic Nosebleed and Pig Destroyer fame has been hard at work on planting the seeds of grind for what seems like ages now, but this compilation has finally arrived. Harking back to the grindcore / death metal compilations of yesteryear, This Comp Kills Fascists Vol.1 , serves as a blast from the past or as an almost “this is how we used to do things” jibe at the pierced, dyed, myspace-core nonsense of present. So it’s 14 bands. 51 tracks. Gentlemen….time to grind.

The main point to mention about this record would be the long overdue return to the studio of New York Grindcore legends, Brutal Truth, recording new tracks for the first time in almost a decade. Although Kevin Shrape, Dan Lilker and co have aged their music is still skull shatteringly intense. It still obliterates all in its path, as demonstrated in tracks ‘Dogs of War‘ and ‘Turmoil‘. The Truth are back and are equally as brutal as they were in 1992.

Although some bands like Maruta, Spoonful Of Vicodin and Wasteoid fall short of the mark (…..it is Grindcore…..what do you want?!) most step up and kick you straight in the teeth in this stripped down and raw record. Example? Weekend Nachos. They sound like Ringworm having a bare knuckle fist fight with S.O.D. Their sludgy yet high paced metal is entertaining and a welcome break from the failings of the opening tracks of the compilation courtesy of Agents Of Satan.

Chainsaw To The Face are as equally as harsh as their fucking awesome name suggests, while Shitstorm are as filthy and ….well….weather based as their name suggests. Rich Hoak pulls double duty on this record drumming with Brutal Truth and the just as legendary Total Fucking Destruction. The punk-jazz fusion-metal insanity is fantastic and nothing less that what you would expect from Philly’s finest grind institution.

Moody as fuck, death metal outfit Insect Warfare are another band to watch out for. The classic machine gun drums pelted with chugging grunts from both the guitars and vocals leave you feeling battered. The psychotic Kill The Client pull no punches with their old school style, mixing your typical grindcore samples and feedback before putting your ear drums in a blender. Overall a huge – and I mean HUGE – assault on your senses.

Man Will Destroy Himself shifts gear slightly with easier to swallow hardcore punk. Just because it’s easier to swallow on this record doesn’t make it any less abrasive. It’s fast as fuck and heavier than the average American child. The shrill, gargled vocals from front man ‘Earthworm’ coupled with clanging guitars and hardcore breakdowns; it’s the perfect addition to a record that could be in danger of sounding “samey” to the untrained ear.

If you are a fan of any the bands mentioned above, or have a hard-on for music of the “Power Violence” persuasion, then this is THE soundtrack to your lonely nights, blogging about how grindcore has changed whilst hunting for that illusive AxCx 7″on ebay. That’s not a bad thing….is it? IS IT?!? Answers on a postcard.

Tom Lindsey