Nightmare Future By Expulsion

Something new has boiled down at Relapse Records from Repulsion’s Master Mind, Matt Olivo. Along comes a crew of musician’s that will assail your mind and you won’t be able to take cover. Be ready to have your whole existence stimulated without your consent, because EXPULSION won’t ask for your permission!

Expulsion is fused with Matt Olivo, Matt Harvey, Danny Walker and Menno Verbaten, such a deadly combination with such old school grind/death metal legacies. With their Nightmare Future album in debut for the last week, you’re bound to want to seal your head on tight before you dive into this creative madness. Keep in mind that Matt Harvey’s shredding vocals, are chaos itself in telling these gory stories. Envision it all, you won’t be able to escape.

Total Human Genocide opens with buzzed bass slaps fallowed by unrelenting guitar riffs and hammering drum beats, making you raise a hell of an eyebrow, catching you off guard, this is where the battle of human destruction begins.

Have you started your daily worship yet? Prepare your Altar of Slaughter for you’ll need to protect yourself from the deaths you’ll cause. Entering with a deadly grunt followed by an explosion of riffed schemes, you’d want to pick up your club ax or machete to begin the slaughter of the day. Perhaps your first kill was to unmask a wary friend. Mask of Fear may offer a gory truth, and your friend can’t hide forever.

Riffs that leave you wanting to scratch off the visions you have prophesied, skimmed punk drum beats that intertwine with grind scraped loops, Nightmare Future will make you want to gauge your eyes out. In Funeral Bells, guitar riffs break and conquer, you wonder if you’re listening to the same song after a minute. Your escape is useless, this is the place where you will meet your doom but there is no place for you in the depths of hell anyway. But don’t fret, the bells will sing for you after a mind crushing instrumental chaos.

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You are off in the country side you come across a place you can call home for the night… but confined in this dark place is where perhaps you’ll meet your death.  A maniac that suffers from Compulsions doesn’t know what it’s doing until it sees its knife in its own hand. Doesn’t remember a thing after nearly ending your life and where else do you end up but on a hospital bed…….. Comatose… you are barely hanging on…. When will you slip away? ….. You can’t just listen, Expulsion will MAKE you visualize every gory detail that’s slapped in your face throughout this album.

I think I just attended my own funeral and watched my deadly descend to hell. Honestly I can’t even tell you more. You need to catch yourself a ride with these fellas, they’ll take you along the most brutal story lines. Need I say that Old school 80’s grind metal has made its damned f***n return? Expulsion will leave you sickened within 15 minutes.  I don’t know about you all, but I have certainly made my rounds across a self-made mosh pit in my living room.  Here’s to some more regurgitation from EXPULSION in the future, Hail the Darkness!

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The Maldoror Chants – Hermaphrodite: Schammasch

You are walking into treacherous waters my friend. Are you ready to be engulfed with all that you think you know? Once again embarking us on these mind wrenching subjects, Schammasch wants you to know that perhaps you might want to learn how to swim.

The newly and first of special releases, Hermaphrodite, is already a work of art you just can’t argue with. Schammasch vocalist C.S.R., has taken the first part sequence of”Les Chants the Maldoror” by Comte de Lautramont’s unforgiving poems and has molded them into an enchanted dark ergonomic flow.

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The Prologue takes us in slowly through an atmospheric instrumental, which we anticipate that of which is to come. We are transferred into long trebled guitar riffs and tribal like drum beats to then delve us into The Weighty Burden of an Eternal Secret. We find that our Hermaphrodite is admired by many, but the confusion lies in those people that follow him closely. The world wondering why someone with such a beautiful disposition feels so cast away from whatever presence lives in the skies. Vocals that chant us into a sensitive state, overwhelming us in an echo that leads us to Along the Road that Leads to Bedlam, musically transcends us to an intelligent condition. Double-bass drum beats that weigh in as we are taken on his struggle. The struggle of knowing the self, he reflects, is he is such a monster? Feeling tormented by society’s judgements he doesn’t forget who he is, he would much rather stick to his kind… if he could ever find them.

So, These Tresses and Sacred, brings us into more desolate raspy vocals accompanied by a piano solo and synthesized harmonious background, can we resonate with our Hermaphrodite to see upon a place that he slumbers to be considered a safe haven? … May His Illusion Last until Dawns Awakening, the most chants verse vocals descending us into the night, consuming our Hermaphrodite to dream of those which are like himself, something he longs for. Vocals in a low rasping quest, continued tribal drum beats that beckon our Hermaphrodite that sleep is where there is Chimerical Hope. But don’t wake up dear, because everything you have ever wished for lies here in this dream. Guitar riffs continuously warning the listener our Hermaphrodite needs to stay asleep, because here he will not fail. Do Not Open your Eyes, once again leaves us spiraling into the unknown. Chanting us away into an unfavorable place leaving us wanting to have the chaos end.

Do you feel exiled yet? Only you can accept what is being given to you through all your transformations in order to find ever lasting peace. If you want to be able to transcend beyond the darkness, and take a trip into the unknown, Schammasch definitely are completely worth giving a listen to.