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Deathcore
Stillbirth – Survival Protocol
“I take a seat in a cramped, rusted chair. Across from me sits a gorilla in some sort of crown and a man whose face could only be described as Abbathian. It’s time for my first performance review at AMG Headquarters, and things aren’t looking great. “Atmospheric nü metal/free jazz? German dance music? What are we, discount Pitchfork?” Druhm bellows between frustrated simian grunts. I turn towards the head honcho for mercy, but instead, he fixes me with an eldritch stare. The words don’t pass his lips—they appear directly in my skull like a psychic command: “Brutal death metal.” He hands me a grime-encrusted CD which reeks of beer and seaweed. German brutal death metal veterans Stillbirth are responsible for this fetid package, which lies before me. It’s Survival Protocol, their ninth full-length.” Surviving or thriving?
Despised Icon – Shadow Work Review
“Widely regarded as one of the original architects of deathcore, Canada’s Despised Icon hardly needs an introduction. But just in case you’ve been living under a rock for the past two decades, here’s a brief introduction: back in 2002, when MySpace was all the rage and everyone had a friend named Tom, five dudes from Montreal dropped their debut LP, Consumed by Your Poison. Heavily influenced by the likes of Suffocation and Dying Fetus, these Canadians continued to hone their crushing sound on 2005’s The Healing Process by injecting metalcore and hardcore elements into their deathly framework. This unique formula culminated with their third LP, The Ills of Modern Man (2007)—the crown jewel of their discography that made Despised Icon deathcore royalty.” The crown of disgust.
The Acacia Strain – You Are Safe From God Here Review
“I can pinpoint the moment The Acacia Strain went from the poor man’s Meshuggah to “existential” deathcore – seemingly without changing much. It all occurred with 2014’s Coma Witch, which as a whole, was that traditional hardcore-infused deathcore beatdown you would have expected from predecessors Wormwood or Continent. But then the closing track did something a little different – “Observer” showed an ambitious, albeit imperfect, twenty-seven-minute track full of the band’s signature breakdowns and misanthropy – but put together with a distinctive ambiance and strong transitions.” New strain or merely straining?
Wretched – Decay Review
“Wretched has always been a strange beast, incorporating the heft of deathcore with the technicality and atmosphere of more progressive acts. While breakout album (and my introduction to the band) Beyond the Gate was an elegantly elegiac deathcore album, swaying between the patient sprawls of “Birthing Sloth” and the bouncy chugs of “My Carrion,” follow-ups Sons of Perdition and Cannibal reflected the changing of the guard at vocals, as Glass Casket frontman Adam Cody injected an unhinged frenetic energy that had the band flirting with grind and thrash. Decay is an important album, released eleven years after its predecessor and existing as a return to form for a band that never had a slump.” Time, decay, and wretchedness.
Extortionist – Stare into the Seething Wounds Review
“Although my love for metal has its origins in the -core movement, it’s largely passed me by in the years since. New artists come and go, and the next thing I know, my favorite metalcore songs were all released in 2015 or earlier. Extortionist is also one of those bands I neglected, but when I first heard them, I immediately clocked it was not The Contortionist. With no prog in sight, Extortionist is known for their blend of deathcore, metalcore, and nu-metal, which has me running for the Tums right away.” Nice core you got there. Be a shame if something…happened to it.
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Signs of the Swarm – To Rid Myself of Truth Review
“I think deathcore’s lack of respect in metal circles is due to its subservience to trends. Riding waves of what’s considered too brutal or not, the recent MySpace-style revival and the inevitable shadow of Will Ramos-fronted Lorna Shore have collided to emphasize relentless brutality and utter sonic depravity. Signs of the Swarm has been a victim of this more than most, riding the coattails of the trends rather than setting them, and while offering some of the most intense deathcore offerings within the realm of the “low and slow” template, there’s been nothing to convince naysayers to give their albums a listen. Will To Rid Myself of Truth be the tipping point?” Core samples.
Psycho-Frame – Salvation Laughs in the Face of a Grieving Mother Review
“Deathcore doesn’t give a shit. There was a moment when bands like Lorna Shore and Slaughter to Prevail attempted to make deathcore more accessible to other metal fans, incorporating blackened/symphonic textures or nu-metal influences. However terrible, solid, milquetoast, or well-intentioned you found it, that’s not the spirit of deathcore. Psycho-Frame has steadily been building a fanbase around their particularly unhinged take on deathcore with the release of 2023 EPs Remote God Seeker and Automatic Death Protocol, and we’re finally faced with a full-length debut: Salvation Laughs in the Face of a Grieving Mother.” Core with no apologies.
Cytolysis – Surge of Cruelty Review
“Embracing the brutal death metal staples of extreme violence, mutilation, and gore, Cytolysis is the solo project of drummer Darren Cesca (ex-Arsis, ex-Deeds of Flesh). Temporarily breaking from his duties in Goratory and Eschaton, Cesca uses Cytolysis as an outlet to write, perform, and produce his own horror-filled material. His first offering, Portraits of Malevolence, tipped the scales firmly towards deathcore and was a competent yet unremarkable slab of sonic torture. After a five-year hiatus, Cesca emerges from the depths once more with Surge of Cruelty, hoping to follow Cytolysis’ run-of-the-mill debut with something far more malicious.” Cruelty and the yeast.
