Released: 2013, Comatose Music
Reviewer: Peter Atkinson
I’m of two minds when it comes to Ohio sick bastards Necrotic Disgorgement. On the one hand, they are a pretty damn ferocious, surprisingly skilled brutal death metal band. On the other, they are at best a demented, one-note joke and at worst knuckle-dragging rape/murder fetishists who really should put away the torture porn and go for a bike ride or something.
The cover art of their second album - and first in nine years thanks to drummer Jason Trecazzi's stint in the Marine Corps - tells you all you need to know about the splat-o-logical story lines here. Three naked and ravaged women hang from chains, poniards through the ear or sewing needles jammed into their crotches. Lovely. And from the get-go we are treated to the execrable delights of “Anal Trauma,” “Pincushion Pussy,” “Crack Whore Compost” and “Defecation Delicacy,” ad nauseum.
One can only hope it’s these guys having a perverse laugh. It’s tough to tell though. Bands like Exhumed and Impaled made their twisted black humor pretty obvious. These guys seem more matter of fact and callous, which is troubling.
But that might have something to do with the maniacal menace of the music, powered by Trecazzi's machine gun drumming, Tony Tipton and Ben Deskins mercilessly grinding riffs and Jimmy Javins' flame-throwing vocals, that will remind some of Hate Eternal. The songs are tight and exceptionally savage, yet accentuated by some fiendish nuances that are employed for contrast quite effectively.
There is unexpected complexity in some cases (“Postmortal Fluid Evacuation,” for example) and just as unexpected hookiness in others (the aforementioned “Crack Whore Compost,” “Grotesque Skeletal Reconstruction” and “Icepick Ear Sodomy”). Tipton and Deskins also play some nifty solos here, often in tandem, which brings a bit of what could almost be described as “class” to the proceedings.
If these guys insist on carrying on with their unrepentant lyrical atrocity exhibition, they'll never have a chance to be taken seriously – something Exhumed have managed to accomplish. Maybe Necrotic could care less about that, and it’s too bad if they don't, because the band show here they definitely have the, umm, chops to be.