So, Keitz, the Third, and again ruthlessly ... mh ... no, we need to start differently. Imagine the following before, you are mistaken leadership, and you panic a farmhouse full of ominous unknown devices that are as foreign as a townsman of his own neighbor. With half down his pants you are looking at the most embarrassing one outhouse, the can inherit her your legacy. The what are you ultimately placed the rose is, however, emerged as antique garden shredder that activates mischievous under influence of a near-Earth comets by themselves and you the meat raw and bloody rags from the back part of yourself grates ... and you like it, you let show you to enjoy your own anatomy and asks for more (which may be an exaggeration, but human nature is a mystery, as you hopefully know)! This is the expected effect of the new disc Keitz! The submerged somewhere at the event horizon as marginal to the history of music and after only a blink she has sought you and crush the unwary feet under their steely mass. This is probably so quick that the question "What was it now" only a memory of a possible past. What a pain-free is five, with "Descend ..." successful, goes far beyond what is expected of Grindcore bands in general, much includes Death Metal pounds and dark arrangements, more than the band probably are aware of or even love. They can not simply pack their potential in 3 chords, they put a rickety horse in the cliche bag, give a pat on the back and Moravia a safe trip to oblivion. They are so outrageous in its way, that they need to write real songs! Songs that sound like compressed madness cadres speed rush, like the proverbial whorl of fantasy in the rectum honest reality. Turn up to the stop, and wait until the reality kneels in front of the imagination. At least for half an hour (game time), at least as long as the farmer will rush you with his pitchfork, because you have him shit in the shredder. At least the album will you be remembered, promised either way!
9 / 10
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