A few things were immediately apparent which did not even require listening to the album to be able to tell that this was going to be a very strong release. First off, the band brought back their early band logo that has not been used since their demo days. Secondly, the gory album cover, promising violence. And third, the name of the album itself. Dying Fetus has never really been subtle, but those three factors raised my hopes that this was going to be one hell of an album. Dying Fetus did not disappoint.
From the beginning of this album, a highly technical lead riff leading into a pummeling opening track, it was clear that the time off has been just what Dying Fetus needed in order to rejuvenate their sound. The rest of the album follows suit with equal parts technicality and brutality. The production is crisp and clear, allowing each of the instruments to be heard well, which helps emphasize just how impressive John Gallagher's guitar leads are, the punishing throbbing of John Beasley's bass, and how impressively Trey Williams plays the skins. Dual vocalists Gallagher and Beasley continue to complement each other well, barking their vocals in their own distinct extreme styles.
This is a damn impressive album. I have been a big fan of Dying Fetus for about ten years now, but this is easily their best album they have released in that time. Everything about this grabs attention and refuses to let go. This is an absolutely punishing, uncompromising slab of metal that forces itself to be heard and does not let go.
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