I once had a friend who could suck air into his own ass and fart it back out. As a kid, it provided me hours of laughs and a few failed attempts at imitating his technique. I say this not to be shocking or disgusting, but because on my third or fourth listen of Morbid Slaughter’s A Filthy Orgy of Horror and Death, this struck me as a fitting metaphor for what the creative process for this album must have been like. In rapt silence, I imagine the band spreading their metaphorical buttcheeks to draw in the atmosphere of first-wave acts like Hellhammer and early Bathory, letting it fester in their intestines long enough to give it their own unique stench, and farting it out in a 28-minute blast that I can’t imagine will please anyone, other than those willing to overlook a lack of songcraft and quality riffs for a DIY, ‘true metal’ aesthetic.

To be fair, this Peruvian trio’s debut full-length sounds exactly like what you’d expect an album called “A Filthy Orgy of Horror and Death” to sound like: dirty riffing comprised solely of simple punky chords, drumming that varies between D-beats and messy blasting, songs that never contain more than three riffs, and sleazy psychopath and zombie-obsessed lyrics. Opener “Cannibal Butcher” exhibits this as well as anything, riding on a main riff that sounds like an unenthused Sodomizer before breaking into a chorus riff that fails to elicit any sense of excitement or energy.

The remaining six tracks largely follow suit. “Chainsaw Blade” and “Torture” may up the tempo a bit, and “Zombie Splatter Axe” features a bit more swagger in its verse, but it’s really only “Death’s Cold Blood” and “Fuck Off (We Murder)” that offer true variety – the former a doomy slog whose five-minute runtime is mercilessly repetitive, the latter a cover of GG Allin and the Murder Junkies which ends up sounding like a Midnight demo embellished with 80s punk gang shouts. At two-and-a-half minutes, this cover is both the briefest and by far the best song on the album.

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Really, the only thing that Morbid Slaughter sort of have going for them are the vocals. Rather than a typical black metal rasp, vocalist Envenom utilizes what sounds like an airy, strained whisper forced up a few decibels. While unique and chilling, I can’t help but wonder if his technique is due to a lack of expertise rather than artistic intent. Still, credit where credit’s due: his ten-second screech at the end of closer “Slay with Steel,” while sounding downright painful, is wretched, inhuman, and, most importantly, refreshing, because it signifies the album is finally over.

A Filthy Orgy may not be a total disaster – the production is raw but biting and discernible, and the speedy guitar solos are eerie and melodic – but the riffs are tired, inoffensive, and so repetitive they make the songs feel twice as long as they actually are. I appreciate Morbid Slaughter’s intent to raise the old-school flag, but it comes across as contrived and insincere at best, and an excuse for lazy songwriting and poor musicianship at worst. Whereas works like Sarcofago’s INRI felt courageous and revolutionary despite their sloppiness, this feels like a carbon-copy of a carbon-copy of a carbon-copy, churned out by a group who have probably analyzed the metal scene with scholarly abandon, right down to the “v”s instead of “u”s in the album cover. Rather than filling me with riotous spirit, this makes me long for a time when everything was fresh, as opposed to retro-this, retro-that. Even in metal, trveness only gets you so far – bad music is bad music, and there’s nothing here to keep one coming back. Or even have one visit in the first place.


Rating: 1.5/5.0
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 256 kbps mp3
Label: Boris Records
Website: facebook.com/morbidslaughter
Releases Worldwide: September 4th, 2015

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  • Dr. A.N. Grier

    Incredible first paragraph, you word-smither you.

    Too bad all this great name-dropping does nothing in convincing me to listen to this album.

  • Worst mutant power of all time.

    • Pimpolho

      You’re jealous.

  • groverXIII

    “I once had a friend who could suck air into his own ass and fart it back out.”

    This is the greatest start to a review I have ever read.

    (I used to be able to do the same thing when I was younger. I may still be able to; it’s not the sort of thing that comes up often in adult life. Now I’m going to have to see if I still can.)

    Oh, and the music is pretty meh, if this one linked track is any indication.

    • [not a Dr]

      Not the sort of thing that comes up often in adult life?
      What kind of adult life are you living?
      Anyway, let us know how it went.

      • groverXIII

        I have two kids under the age of 5. Actually, now that I think about it, that might be a good way to entertain them.

        • [not a Dr]

          So… are you still able?

    • Juan Manuel Pinto Guerra

      Try and see if you can still do it.
      If you can still do it, then it´s time for experiment number 2: Try smoking pot from a bong with your ass.

      • [not a Dr]

        Smoke that shit, then shit that smoke.

  • brutal_sushi

    Whispercore…

  • Kmill

    first paragraph is Pulitzer material!!

  • You wot m8?

    Honestly, who in their right mind put these guys on their record label? This is just terrible.

  • Carlos Marrickvillian

    Ouch

  • Luke_22

    Well at least the review is entertaining.

  • Juan Manuel Pinto Guerra

    Agree with you on the remarkability of the whispered vocals. Which by the way sounds completely intentional, it doesn´t sound like something you would do without intending it.

    As for the music, it might not be original at all, but I find it entertaining.
    I stopped demanding innovation a long time ago and now I rather hear well done derivative music than bad innovation.

    As a whole, I find the music well done and entertaining, and the unique vocals set them apart from almost anyone else.

    I would rather focus on this album’s strenghts than its weaknesses. It could be that my standards are lower. But then I never had any friends who could suck air up their ass. Then again, it could be that my standards are lower.

  • In what has already been a miserable month in metal, we have now reached a new low point…here’s looking to October.

    • Carlos Marrickvillian

      It’s not all bad and a few good things coming up.
      Satan!!! …. is releasing a new one and Sugdge has just released a new name your price album through band camp and the new Sabbath Assembly album is killer

  • [not a Dr]

    Sounds like King Diamond’s grandma on Coming Home.
    I bet he’s dying for a cup of tea…

  • Dr. Scorpion

    Djent’s old. It’s time for something new,something filthy…… FART!!!!!I This album doesn’t even fart.A Pulitzer for Mark.

  • The vocals sound like the zombie corpse of Ertha Kitt being summoned through a pentagram made of cheese-whiz.

  • AnnieK13

    Chipmonks do metal…Alvin and the Roadkills?

  • Robinguymn

    I’m jealous. Here I thought I was special because I can unleash endless burps. Farts are way better….unless they’re juicy. :(

  • Juan Manuel Pinto Guerra

    I downloaded this after reading the review. I have been listening to it at least once a day since. And enjoying it. Give it a try. You might be surprised.