Review Summary: More disgusting than a morbidly obese man's intestinal tract.11 of 14 thought this review was well written
If I had to pick one word to describe Undergang's (The Danish word for fall/ruin) 2010 album, Indhentet af Døden
, it would probably be something along the lines of muddy, ugly, grimy or any other description of something unclean and unpleasant. These Danes did not mean to polish this album with glitz and glam, instead opting for a sound nearly as crushing as Rippikoulu's monolithic Musta Seremonia
and as overflowing with rottenness as the Parisian streets before the 1800's. One thing becomes immediately clear as this landslide of sludgy refuse comes through the speakers, this thing will pound you into the floor faster than a carpenter who has been at the job 20 years hammers a nail.
The entire sound of this album is utterly soaked in vile, crunching filth. There are no guitar solos and flashy wanking. Instead, distorted, growling riffs roar throughout with bottom ends thicker than the Boston Molasses Flood. To compliment this cesspool, the bass and drums finish off the pummeling by constantly playing off the guitar's low end, adding even more of a sound that will kick you in the balls and leave you on the ground riling in pain for days. Wretched numbers like the pounding title cut seemingly have no limit to how noxious and repulsive they can sound.
Vocalist, Torturdöd's septic, fetid moans drone along with the putrid musicianship, creating even more thickness and density to the resonance, which is already pushing the weight of a black hole. The music slows down even further at times, providing the kind of doomy slime that any fan of Autopsy and Incantation should enjoy, often with double bass offerings to the damned rattling along in the background. Also included is an acoustic passage, which precludes the title track, which offers little relief before descending back into the bowels of hell.
Any fan of repugnant, unbridled, and undoubtedly old school death metal is sure to get a kick out of Indhentet af Døden
. Sewage spews and a rank stench accents this album throughout its duration and the area between your legs is surely going to be a little sore after dealing with this abhorrent display of recalls to the classics of death metal, when things were simpler and less infected with production cleaner than your grandma's kitchen counter and wannabe kids trying to play faster and more technical than everyone else.