Do you have approximately 4 minutes to get ready for work? Does going to that job make you grit your teeth so intensely that you sometimes here them crack?
In that case, let me give you some advice-Grind is the genre for you. The time spent typing this far into the article(and reaching for my tea) has given me time to listen to This Septic Isle in its entirety. By no means a record for the faint of heart, this is vertebrae-telescoping rampancy of the highest order. Scheduled for a full release with the withering Oblivionized early next year, this is an exemplary exercise in quick strike, hammer-blow grind-core with an old school, crusty coating.
If you’ve found yourself listening to Slayer, Discharge, Sick Of It All, Napalm Death or their peers then you owe it to yourself to cock an ear to this spiteful blurt of a record. Going back through previous tracks released in their lifespan, Human Cull (formerly Gran Toucher – a worthwhile amendment) have evolved beyond the blind, clattering fury of their earlier works to a point of weapons-grade defiance and potency.
Delivered with a production both sharp in clarity and blunt in force the caustic three piece do themselves no disservice with the brevity of the material. Abandonment and Shitstorm Of Disapproval in particular put me in mind of what contemporaries Nails and Nasum do so well, the battering savagery letting up only to give you time to see who you’re charging at next.
Top beans from the Devon grinders, who are in fact shredding the Unicorn in Camden on the 18th of November this very year with a number of other high-calibre skin-flaying lunatics.
Go and see some grind and visit the link below for your Human Cull injection. It’ll take the sting right out of Monday.