Yes, I have been to the edges of extreme metal, and at the edge, only Origin resides. (Go ahead and click on that link - even if you don't like metal at all, they have the coolest MySpace background I've seen. I have half a mind to steal it myself.) Oh unholy god, I don't think metal can get any more crushingly, blastingly, devastatingly brutal than Origin. It's the epitomy of technical deathgrind: it's fast, it's heavy, it's downtuned; it screams and growls and shrieks, and plunges its raw bloody fist into your face, pummeling you down to your core, then blastbeats its way back out your ears. It's complex as hell with no melody and no hook. In a word: FUCK. :-D Oh, and they're from Kansas (Topeka?), pretty close to my own home of Kansas City. I was lucky enough to see them live several years ago when they just got signed to Relapse Records. One vocalist, with two backing vocalists (for the shrieks and yelling), and what had to have been a 101 piece drum kit took the stage, and ever since, silly "metal" like Taproot or Disturbed or Godsmack just wasn't the same. How can you go back after
The cover of their second album:
I don't know how metal could get more extreme than that. Maybe if they added a keyboardist for wicked synth stabs, or a drum machine.. but it's on the threshold of chaos already, it might just deteriorate. I also think it's interesting that the most brutal band I can think of doesn't have a fancy-pants spiky, spidery, illegible band name logo, like Cradle of Filth or Spawn of Possession. Don't need it. Fuck the logo, the music speaks for itself.
So, yeah, I've been digging Origin. Also the new Genghis Tron album, Board Up the House, which is more "cyber-grind," and the newest Cephalic Carnage (another great tech-death band), Xenosapien. I don't know why, but like Pat Boone when he put out that ill-advised album, I've been In a Metal Mood very much recently. Which is strange, since I'm such a mentally stable and well-rounded individual that's obviously a productive member of American society.
Yesterday we went to Cameron to eat pizza that George's mom made. The pizza was innumerable (well, ok, she only made 20 or so), which is good, because my appetite was nearly insatiable. I'm pretty sure that's partly due to HORSE the band's Pizza EP. So after the gorging of 'za, we came back home and went out to Buzzard, where my dear friend Sarah celebrated her grand 23rd birthday. Then we came home and I passed out to Gantz anime. Tomorrow, some of us are going to meet up with a friend and his friends and go out and about and.. well, whatever else the night may bring. Who knew that Friday was the new Friday??
Whoa.. the music just stopped on my player, and now silence abounds. After all that frantic maelstrom of grinding blastbeats, well, the silence.. is kinda creepy.
Maybe I'll play some Carpenters now.... ;-)