Cock And Ball Torture
Sadochismo
4.3
If CBT happen to amaze you it won’t be by means of blazing speed or lofty technical prowess. It’ll be through the sickest vocals EVER. Almost all of the vox on here are run through an effects processor, so it’s not exactly “natural” gutturality, but these vox are just fucking insane nonetheless. It makes me nauseous just listening to them. They’re an oily hippopotamus fart blast submerged in a pond of it’s own liquid dung, bubbling up a fat piece of plastic PVC piping. I’ve never heard anything like this. Musikilly, CBT play grind that is much more tolerable to me than the crusty slop-fest of say Rotten Sound. They have simple formulas and carbon-copy backbones for their songs: Slow, repetitive, heavy riffs over matching percussion and at least 2 pit riffs per piece. And they really do grind…the same power chords over and over. What strikes me as a little strange is the lack of double-kick drum. It’s all very slow w/ the occasional “upbeat” single kick/high hat/snare pattern. Guitars are good’n’downtuned. They may as well just have the top 2 strings on their guitars and tune the fuckers to A because they don’t use any others. The production is pretty weak; you have to turn it up quite loud to hear anything besides bottom-end and gore-gurgling. In typical grind fashion, the songs are short, but not ridiculously short. The material is not exactly challenging; a monkey could nod his noggin to this. But it does have initial shock value in the early going, which made it interesting enough for me. Is it overkill, though? I don’t know. Some people, like the extreme guttural goons, will find solace in CBT. “The SICKER the BETTER DOOOD!!!” OK, then I fully wreckommend CBT material, because it’s just that: SICK. But as far as my list of skilled, thoughtful bands go, Cock & Ball Torture fall just a cunt hair short….Well, make that about 1,000,000 cunt hairs short.
