Goregutted
Self Released
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Here's a dripping portion of nasty Goregrind from these uncompromising, hard working US fucks Uterus, a two man band from Florida.
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Uterus were formed sometime in the late nineties, from the ashes of the fuckin excellent Demonic Orgy and obscure as fuck Maggoty Shit, making their first appearance on the 6 Way Mutilation split tape with such noisybastards as Dysmenorrheic Haemorrage and Infected Pussy. They followed this with Split Wide Open, a split tape with fellow fucks CraniTripsy. These were the depraved acts commited up until the chod of excremental matter featured here, so I reckon the best bet would be to pack it in waffling and get on with the main stinking carcass of their review.
Gorgutted opens with Suicide Gone Wrong, a crushing little number opening very abruptly with a simple yet limb severing riff, back up by some insane programmed drums. When the fuckin excellent vokills kick in, J roars forth several utterly throat ripping lines, so guttural you can almost imagine his face locked into a continuous frown, his mouth contorted into the shape of a dog's rectum as he sings. The song's simple, grinding sequence continues as several gutturals are sustained, to great effect, ending in just over thirty seconds.
The first tune adequately sets up gorethirsty listeners for the rest of the tracks on offer. They are all quite short, with heavy, distorted guitars playing simple, mid paced to fast riffs, some of which are catchy as fuck. A fair few reminds me of Porngrind saviours Cock And Ball Torture, brutal Deathgrind merchants Mortician, crazy Goregrind Gods Regurgitate and tampon sucklets Anal Blast. All are backed up by some thoughtfully done drum programming, synchronised and blended in with the riffage, in order to create a bludgeoning wall of Gore. The way the two sounds worked together had a similar feel to that of decomposing cunts Inhume, and in places it's like hungry Spanish dissectors Infected Flesh. Some midpaced beats sounded like what Gut drums might be liike done on a drum machine. The overall Uterus sound of course has specks of Demonic Orgy all over it.
The vokills are an excellent part of Uterus, with J roaring forth some devastating gutturals. He has quite an original sound compared to other Grind acts of recent times who have only one or two members and use a drum machine. Instead of slathering the vox in all kinds of different effect, Uterus keep their song narration raw and pure. I think I noticed some effects in one or two songs, but other than that it's just J's regular voice with nothing added. Other than just the lack of effects, J's growling technqiue also sets Uterus apart from various other bands, sounding considerably different from other American vokillists.
Though no lyrics are printed on the inner sleeve, it's clear from looking at the song titles what Uterus are ranting about. All titles are sick and depraved, some of them are funny as fuck! Chowin' Down On Excrement, Toilet Bowl Mug and Eyelid Caught On A nail are worth a chuckle, though Condom On A Turd is my personal favourite.
There are some beauty tracks that stand out like the veritable ribs of Goregutted. An example is the excellent pairing of Cement Filled Cunt and the aforementioned Condom On A Turd, the first of which sees Uterus exploding into a Blood tainted riff, beefed up by a basic yet crushing drum pattern. J grunts like fuck, sustaining his growl here and there, adding a more menacing vibe to the track, followed by a fuckin huge breakdown. Condom On A Turd opens wih a riff reminding me a little of Gorgasm, J releasing and sustaining some striking growls, varying in pitch as the song pummels past.
Another classick is Garbage Can Full Of Cum with its catchy vokill lines and Mortician style drums, as is Kiddy Porn Snuff Films with its mid paced, grinding intro and chaotic main part. Other winnders include the rhythmic, crushing and horribly titled Matress Blood Sponge and the short but shitty Shitgrind soiled Toilet Bowl Mug.
As a bong, Uterus include an extra song at the end, one recorded by their previously split-mates CraniTripsy. Incidentally, the band dedicate Goregutted to Matt from CraniTripsy in their album sleeve, which is cool of em.
If Uterus had a crystal clear, polished to fuck production on Goregutted, it wouldn't be half as good. It's a good job then that these two fucks have gone for a more thick, pure, slightly muddy DIY production. This doesn't make the instruments any less audible however, and you can easily pick out what each on is doing.
The album cover is an unfortunate little Hentai kid having one tit brutally torn away and peeled all the way down to her mons pubis. A highly appropriate piece of cover art.
Overall then, Goregutted is uncomplicated, sick, semi-catchy and fun. On the first listen, the songs grunt past in no time at all, with only little bits of it standing out from the gory blur. But after hearing it a few more times, paying attention to some songs before they've grinded past afore you've even had the chance to properly notice them, the appeal of Uterus becomes much more apparent.
Solid programmed drumwork and heavy, chugging riffs, both of which have definite Deathgrind and Porngrind tints to them, made all the more vicious by J's excellent vokills, reciting hideous lyrics which provide the all important Gore component. The harsh, raw nature of his low vokills causes enough disortion on his mic to mix with the already fuzzy yet still serrated guitars, all back up by ever-blasting drums to make for a nasty, corrosive Goregrind cocktail.
One of the only things I can pick holes in is the shortness of the CD. I s'pose its fair enough cause Grindcore was never meant to have long, epic Maidenesque songs, but it's all over and done with in ten and a half minutes, before any of it's had a real chance to bleed into one's sick brain. The same sort of thing happened with some stuff I have by Finnish cumfreaks Creamface.
The only other feature of Goregutted that kept it from getting a higher rating was the riffage. A few more of the infectious, rhythmic ones would have gone down an absolute gory treat. This is only a minor point though, as well as me being a picky bastard cause this is a fuckin excellent effort at the end of the day. This release lays the groundwork for more rounded and heavier crushing future works.
Goregrind fans who also enjoy Porngrind and Deathgrind all in healthy does would do well to get this, for a fun, entertaining twist on their favourite genres.
Get yersen Goregutted.
4/5 for this, keep a red eye out for these lads!
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