REPUKED take their band name unduly seriously and distribute a total Kotzorama! The choke and spit out every vowel painful and celebrate Reier orgies and between the songs. So much so that I may believe that attempt to intone a missing Fulci film. It may taste Göbelt, injected and sludgy without ceasing and sounds disgusting as a mother Flodders' self-written, which then also paves the way in an unnatural way to freedom. In a word, fantastic! REPUKED return to the base, have the points in the neck and come with surprisingly few chords to their destination, the anarchic subversion commercialized a lot to the music biz. And so they do what their heroes have (presumably) they exemplified, deal with raw primitive but extremely effective horror Death Metal. Just as it also AUTOPSY, impetigo, Nihilist ... did or still do! And then, logically, also shines Rob West's' (which here is responsible for as a bit of vomit) band through, and even Godphobia. Outright torture are 4 boys pounce on their victims, Turn down the bass, lead guitar can wail as the stomachs of hungry ghouls and sweep with its jagged scythe through misty graveyard. The atmosphere is indescribable, which includes everything for all its damned cliche, pained cries from the depths of Purgatory, bloody rag on the walls of the Inquisition, naked horror at the sight of drooling beast, what you want. REPUKED act in a consistent rejection of the current millennium. Raw punk meets Death, what does the corpse more! Maybe something Sludge and Doom and ready is the soundtrack to a memorable funeral! They are also not too fine times to occupy one or the other riff from the competition, but shit on it, who fabricated with such alarming minimalism such an album, which is allowed! The sound corresponds to the final more than dirty Mucke, is unpolished and thumps from the plant as a rotten wagon pulled over cobblestones of 4 Belgian draft horses. This album belongs to a family birthday, played before the hunchbacked weggesoffen relationship has all the beer! Buy the thing, you want it, believe me!
9 / 10
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