Abcess - Through the Cracks of Death
(Peaceville) www.peaceville.com

Death metal always sounds like something's gone terribly wrong. I mean, not to the guys playing it or the sweatpants boner faithful that lap it up, of course, but if regular, everyday Joe goddamn Scratch Ticket hears Abcess bleeding through the front door, they're gonna call a fuckin' ambulance. "Through the Cracks of Death", with it's disjointed thrash metal riffs accelerated to rabbit-punch speed and mud-wrapped in phlegmy, gutteral, goth-vomit nastiness, is the sound of the bathroom floor collapsing, after being flooded for hours, because the suicide victim in the bathtub upstairs left the water running. And so, it all rains down on your head- the ceiling, the bathtub, the dead guy, bloody water and panic piss and jagged metal pipes. If this happens, you have one of two reactions to choose from. Either you scream, run out of the house in a state of shock, and end up in the emergency room, curled up in a fetal ball. Or, you yell "Fuck Yes!" and then call up all your buddies and tell them to come right over- and bring beer- while you go look for your video camera. If you chose the latter, congratulations- this here Abcess record is for you.