Review Summary: Such grinding times.
Gravesend are pissed off with New York. They are also pissed off with you, with themselves and with the entire fucking universe. That's the energy that exudes from
Methods of Human Disposal. What do you expect with that cover? A fucking violin? No, my friends, no, no, and no. On their debut for 20 Buck Spin, the trio channels early Napalm Death and Nasum like the cooling tower of a nuclear plant after processing the sulphur fumes of hell. Not only that, the production job, if any, aimed to produce a sound straight from the crypt and may the abyss swallow me and my offspring if they didn't success in achieving so.
Methods of Human Disposal defiles the laws of death metal with plenty of breakdowns and grind explosions. Four tracks from last year's demo,
Preparations for Human Disposal have wormed their way into this full length: the title track, "End of the Line", "Verrazzano Floater" and "Scum Breeds Scum". Truth is, the demo cuts had a sharper edge, a tin-can snare sound and cardboard toms, ear splitting guitar tones and overall a filthier feel. The new versions of those tracks, and the rest of the album consequently, feast on bass tones, criminally muffled at times, although it is only noticeable when comparing the two different versions, but we both know that no one does such a thing... right? Right.
Methods of Human Disposal does the job if what you're looking for are fat riffs, shrieks from the catacombs and heart pounding drum machinery. Fifteen tracks of horror themed death grind, with some of them being interludes, and the longest punishment being a jab straight to the crotch called "Trinity Burning", clocking on a whopping 2:41. In less than half an hour, you can consider yourself bitten, chewed, swallowed and shat by the New Yorkers, but don’t worry, you can keep the migraine.
