Necrotted is the answer to the question ‘Why shouldn’t a band have two vocalists?’. In my humble opinion, neither of them are particularly good. But, that may be a product of the fact that I don’t listen to much Slam. In short, I don’t like it. Like pop music, it all sounds the same to me. But, as the great philosopher Danny Glover said, maybe “I’m getting too old for this shit”. As Kayne said about Beyonce’s video clip, these guys might be the greatest Slam vocalists “of all time”. Another issue I have is that, in the first song, these guys sing ALL the time.
Now, although the vocals on the second song are still as bad as Mariah Carey’s acting in Glitter, the music is allowed to breathe a little more here. And that, kids, is how you segue into talking about the band’s music. Necrotted write some killer riffs. Now, as a Slam band, they haven’t abandoned the Slam staples. There’s plenty of chugging on the open E string to appease fans. But, there’s some cool stuff the teeters on the the edge of dissonant Black Metal. And, the drummer is as tight as six German’s crammed into a Volkswagen.
I have to say this, the third song “Six feet deep, no party too steep” is possibly the worst song name ever. Usually I’d let something like that slide (Who am I kidding? No I wouldn’t) but the promo material says the lyrics “dissect the meaning and the primal questions of life”. I’d like to know what question that song name answers. What messes with me though is that this is the song I liked the most. So, I guess the lesson here is: Don’t judge a book by it’s cover. Or, maybe it’s: Don’t judge a Slam band by their flannelette shirts.
Rating – 3.5 / 5
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