5.0 out of 5 stars
Please... not while I'm eating, July 20, 2011
This review is from: Incessant Desire For Palatable Flesh (Audio CD)
Not since diSEMBOWELMENT dropped the mighty Transcendence into the Peripheral have I seen such a misleading band name, album title, and cover art. Go on, look at the artwork. What would you expect to hear? A Carcass clone? Nope. Cannibal Corpse worship? Wrong again. Melodic death/doom with operatic female vocals? More or less, yeah.
Visceral Evisceration's Incessant Desire for Palatable Flesh is one of those rare death metal records that is, in terms no less absolute, one of a kind. I've never heard anything like it before, and I've never heard anything like it since. It's actually quite a challenge to explain exactly what one would be getting into here. Well, let's see, most of the album is slow to mid-paced, but extremely melodic, bordering on melodeath, even. Occasionally, Visceral Evisceration will speed things up with riffs that sound like a cross between Pungent Stench and Atrocity. These are merely semantics, though. Unfortunately, no one can be told what the typical Visceral Evisceration song sounds like. You have to hear it for yourself.
I'll take a particular glee, however, in discussing those heinous, hideous vocals. I use those adjectives lovingly, by the way. In any case, the male vocals are pretty much your standard growls. Oh, and also dramatic cleans reminiscent of Type O Negative's Peter Steele (RIP). I would be lying if I said his singing was anywhere near as good as Peter's. If anything, the cleans are flat out incompetent, which I think adds charm, in a way. The Austrian accent (no, not like Arnold Schwarzenegger) gives it a panache as well, I believe. Yes, we've got some lovely female vocals, too. They're the type of pretty sounds you'd expect to hear emanating out of an old fashioned opera house. Only this time, the performers are telling tales a little bit more provocative than, say, Fidelio. Like this (woman's voice in parentheses):
"Sopping and plenary satisfied
(She stitches up the opened wounds)
Hanging the body on a meathook
(One more pale body to cook)"
Lovely, huh? A reviewer elsewhere whom I respect described the female vocals as "tasteful", probably to dissuade potential listeners from being turned off by the idea of a chick singer. While I can understand that, I must vehemently run counter to his statement. I advocate a sentiment opposite his, mine being that said vocals are, in fact, tasteless, tasteless, tasteless. That's the point! These songs' subject matter deals exclusively with torture, mutilation, evisceration (obviously) and horrible deaths. What can possibly be more offensive to the square community than having a woman with a gorgeous voice sing lyrics about swallowing entrails? If that isn't "tasteless", I don't know what is.
Alright, now the bad news. It goes without saying that Visceral Evisceration isn't exactly mainstream, even in death metal. Copies are becoming rarer as time goes on, so, lest you miss your chance at owning this, this should be acquired post-haste. Trust me, it is well worth the price.
Enslave your mind.
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