Review Summary: Fuck...
While many bands have been jumping off the deathcore wagon to gravitate toward more solid extreme metal music (Job for a Cowboy, Carnifex), many others still maintain their diligence in trying to please the (largely teenage) fanbase they've developed over the few years they've been around. Despite the hatred the genre usually garners from a large percent of the metal community, there really are some great bands lying underneath the crap. Not all bands adhere to the foundations set by bands such as Suicide Silence, and certain bands can display a real wealth of stylistically diverse moments. However, when it comes to the worst of the worst, what band do you turn to? Emmure? Design the Skyline? Nah, they won't do. For the real tasteless atrocity, look at Waking the Cadaver's first album Perverse Recollections of a Necromangler.
Aside from being yet another band trying to cash in on deathcore, Waking the Cadaver try to dub it "brutal deathcore" and add deathgrind elements to their sound. This is topped off with some of the worst lyrics in death metal history; the band try the Cannibal Corpse route with themes of rape and graphic violence, but it comes off as even more childish... especially once terms such as "anal freak" and "hoes" pop up. It would be fine and dandy to get a good laugh out of these lyrics when the singer belts them out, but you can't hear a damn word he's saying! About 90-95% of his vocals consist of ridiculous inhaled growls that guarantee aural torture to the listener, and he simply doesn't let up with this style. But vocals are one thing; is the music any good? Nope. The entire album is a collection of completely forgettable deathcore/deathgrind songs that only exist to waste the listener's time. At twenty-six minutes, the album is mercifully brief; even then, the record still feels like double that length. The production of the record ensures a muddled sound to the instruments, while the formula of every song is nearly identical here. The formula: Blastbeat-laden riff, "REE REE" pig vocals and other inhaled grunts, usually about 4-5 breakdowns a song (long and tedious breakdowns at that), blastbeats; rinse and repeat. There's nothing on offer to make you remember any song after it's over, and no member stands out (other than the vocalist and his awful growls). Nothing is really going on when it comes to compositional variety; the development of each motif is very... well, undeveloped.
So why didn't I mention even one song? Simple: because all the songs blend into each other to the point that none of them deserve to exist. Between the ridiculous vocals, tedious song structures, complete lack of musical variety, and bland musicianship, there's absolutely nothing to like about this. Just thinking about it now is painful, and the fact that an abundance of people actually paid perfectly good money to buy this is absolutely soul-crushing. You deserve better than to listen to such a pile of shit. Perverse Recollections of a Necromangler, I dub thee the Holocaust of heavy metal music.