Review of Disgorge - Parallels of Infinite Torture

The frozen beast awakens in a climactic shift of the ages. What was previously king of the Arctic had transformed into a neanderthal Popsicle against his will. Dormant the primitive abomination lay for many centuries to come. To roll out of a brisk hibernation of many lifespans is not a pleasant experience for a civilized mind, much less the mental machinery of a barbaric hulking brute. His glacial mode of transport delivers him to the established world; one of technology. One of language. One of civilized life. Patternistic living is something unknown to him, and quite frankly, unwelcome. He responds to this rude awakening in the only fashion he knows. Rage and hate prevail as the driving tools for his actions; he makes no compromises. He selects everyone and everything to die by his hands and on his terms. With immense fury, he steamrolls all of what is known in the modern world. His comfort will not arrive until he is satisfied with the destruction left behind him in a complete trail of unrecognizable shite. Much like we appreciate the composition of a fine painting, the abhorrent Cro-Magnon finds satisfaction in a complex mess of haphazardly thrown body remnants and various shredded materials & debris. Striving to fulfill only the most primal of needs, the beast succeeds in every aspect as brute force conquers all.

In a world of some truly horrendous brutal death metal, only a handful emerge to truly define each and every word in the pegged phrase. Ultra Brutal Death is this bands' life and each member is the ultimate chosen one for their specific duties. Every musical aspect has been honed. Every point has been punctuated with greater force and clarity. The darkness is darker and the fear has grown in immensity. Guitars are subterraneal crunch x 10,000. Unorthodox riffs and bruising slowdowns frighten to the bone; and then into the marrow. Palm-chunked bottom end "harmonies" rub against each other violently in the distance; locking horns for a brief moment, only to promptly proceed to rip up real estate elsewhere. You're witnessing Hurricane Hilbert, Tsunami Sam, and Tornado Tim together at last in a display of the strengths that each hold within. I say with certainty that this is the most pleasurable million mile per hour landslide of pure horror you can subject yourself to.

There is no doubt; Disgorge is a band born with a purpose. And that is to be played over the loudspeakers at churches worldwide every Sunday morning bright and early. The epitome of perfect brutal death, this unit does with ease what hundreds of clones simply cannot achieve. They are a genetikilly perfect streamlined beast that will not be denied. A beast that once had difficulty containing it's own rage has now been given a hearty dose schizophrenic suppressants to become more focused on the task at hand.

This band and this album are true testaments to brutal death metal. Months can be spent analyzing, dissecting, and understanding the way of the brute. A purist will find another world on display in Parallels of Infinite Torture. A casual metal fan will find himself expired after the last car on this barreling locomotive squashes his only remaining testicle.

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Disgorge

Parallels of Infinite Torture

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