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Extremity

12 Jacket (3mm Spine) [GDOB-30H3-007}

Extremely Fucking Dead

7th April 2017 – 20 Buck Spin

01. Intro (Mortus est Valde)
02. Crepuscular Crescendo
03. Bestial Destiny
04. Chalice of Pus
05. Fatal Immortality
06. Extremely Fucking Dead

In a musical environment where bands are pushing their bodily capabilities to the limits, and as every second passes a new sub-genre is bestowed unto the earth bleary eyed and questioning its own existence, it is quite a surprise when an album like Extremely Fucking Dead is released. This record comes straight from the bowels of death metal’s earliest incarnations. With sludgy guitars and low guttural growls throughout, Extremity have created a distinctly grimy old-school sound that could convince you their mixing desk was covered in dirt and carrion mid-session. Although absolutely no new ground is covered on this record, the blend of death metal, thrash, doom and references to early heavy metal are executed superbly and will lovingly caress your nostalgic itchings…and probably make your ears feel physically dirty.

The atmospheric intro track and follow-up death metal flurry “Crepuscular Crescendo” immediately set the tone for Extremely Fucking Dead, which comes in equal parts aggression and tongue-in-cheek playfulness, like a clown holding balloons in one hand a rusty butcher’s knife in the other. It shows a definite self-awareness with the horror-esque soundscape and vocal samples in the intro track, paying homage to the early works of Cryptopsy and the genre’s morbid fascination with gore and the occult.

Indeed, within the first few seconds of “Crepuscular Crescendo” you know you’re in for a thrill ride. The opening tremolo-picked riff is an instant highlight and has an undeniable thrashy twinge with pounding d-beat drums reinforcing the early death metal aesthetic – but even before the halfway mark, a detour into slower sludgier territory is taken with a barren riff that could be compared to Slayer’s “Seasons In The Abyss”, only to be immediately followed by the rolling thunder of the kick drum, plodding at a pace as steady and inevitable as an oncoming storm. Both the up-tempo and more sludge-inspired sides of the track work extremely (fucking) well in unison, and the other tracks that follow this formula prove to be the most visceral and exciting.

The transition into the solo in “Chalice Of Pus” is a particularly good example of this, as the band add in a layer of clean guitar and some very light synth strings to enrich the texture of the song and provide a brief remedy for the gut-punch that the majority of the album prescribes. And when the solo itself pops in, with its ‘wah’ effect and bluesy edge, it sounds as if Extremity are taking direct inspiration from the Black Sabbath playbook on creating a grand doom atmosphere.

At less than half an hour in length and with only six tracks, Extremely Fucking Dead‘s ending leaves you desiring more. However, with a couple of the mid-paced blast beat sections dragging down the flow throughout the album, especially in “Bestial Destiny”, Extremity were in some ways wise to stick to the in-and-out as violently as possible formula that some of death metal’s early classics shot for. Extremely Fucking Dead does not overstay its welcome, hits you with a whiplash snappiness that will rekindle your thirst for your early Cryptopsy, Carcass and Cannibal Corpse records, and acts as a good reminder of where the genre evolved from and why in 2017 it is as relevant, powerful and as thriving as ever.

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