Release DetailsLABEL 20 Buck Spin
RELEASED ON 4/30/2013
TAGGED Bone Sickness
If you wanna crush a few cans on your forehead and throw a lawn chair through your neighbor's kitchen window, jump on Alone in the Grave.
Alone In The Graveposted on 4/2013 By:
Olympia, WA heartthrobs Bone Sickness scoot into our earholes with a brand new EP entitled Alone in the Grave.
Seven songs and eighteen minutes is all that's necessary to punch you square in the chiclets and leave you blubbering in the dust. No ancillary bullshit to beautify the corners - just ugly, oldschool grinding death metal that flails furiously for the majority of its run, but also takes the time to occasionally pump the brakes to make sure the treads maintain a firm grip on your face.
Repulsion, Terrorizer (pre-ball-less-ness) and Defecation/Purity Dilution will likely spring to mind when the music is at its grindiest - particularly with regard to that auspiciously fluttering bass - and pinches of slogging Autopsy periodically poke through the filth just long enough for listeners to catch their breath. It's all delivered in a decidedly tight manner as well, with the additional inclusion of some unexpectedly melodic leads helping to further set Bone Sickness apart from the majority of their d-beating peers.
Lyrics? No idea. He could be belching about 0.0% APR financing for 60-months for all I know. The vocals are simply another ferocious instrument, and that's all that really matters here. My guess is that with titles such as "Submit to Decay," "Scraping the Bones" and "Tied to the Stake" on the block, you probably won't be singing these ditties to your sweetheart in the rain.
And that Hand of Beaver album cover? What on Earth is going on there? A laboriously splattered cavity? A horrifically haggard graveyard? A close-up of Ed Begley Junior's bag? Whatever it is, your kids will have fifty aneurysms trying to color it all in.
It ain't rocket science, friends. If you wanna think while you listen to death metal, go get your Pi r squared on with Revojira Birthagist. If you wanna crush a few cans on your forehead and throw a lawn chair through your neighbor's kitchen window, jump on Alone in the Grave.
Not much in the way of new samples out there yet, but here's a new cut from a show in Seattle three months ago:
Thy bones shall bloweth chunks.