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Odi Profanum Vulgus Et Arceo

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Violetta is hardcore in both senses of the word. This is definitely in the post-Atari Teenage Riot camp: Digital Hardcore in extremis. She has obviously been infected by the rage virus from 28 Days Later and is rabid. But there is no actual emotion to her rage. Since she has no tenderness the screech is monotonous. Needless to say this is sadly due to a deep nihilism in her worldview. The album has some honesty as an example of the emotional dead end of our times. I hope Miss Violetta can find something redeeming in all of the puke and pus of this world.

It took me 25mg of extended release aderal to even begin to appreciate this record.

...I was not the same after that. I started going to grindcore shows, collecting noise records, and applying flourescent spraypaint to used canvases.

Odi Profanum Et Arceo is, for the uninitiated, a threshold and, apparently, a gateway drug. For those already in this mix, its sixteen minutes of unapologetic hissy fits coming from a young woman in realities straight jacket. There is boom-boom, shout-shout, and scratch-scratch aplenty, so that synchronous movement will produce an odd synthesis of metal-mosh, pogo-dance, and slutty club strut.

Whats not to like?

This wasn't music, this was a train wreck. And if you want to hear a train wreck then listen to this. Crank it loud and feeeeel your nuts shrivel and your sperm swim up into your stomach to die an acid bath death. This is the kind of music you listen to after a breakup and right before you reach for the shotgun to take your own life. This is the inverse of what Samwise says in "Lord of the Rings" - there is bad in the world and its not worth listening to.