
Artist: Malignancy
Album: Inhuman Grotesqueries
Genre: Brutal/Technical Death Metal
Year: 2007
Label: Willowtip Records
Tracklisting:
| 1. | Inhuman Grotesqueries | 02:06 | |
| 2. | Neglected Rejection | 03:11 | |
| 3. | Indigenous Pathogen | 01:19 | |
| 4. | Skeletal Integrity | 02:22 | |
| 5. | Predicted Malformations | 02:03 | |
| 6. | Protagonist Complacence | 03:41 | |
| 7. | Embryological Teratomas | 01:55 | |
| 8. | Benign Reabsorption | 02:20 | |
| 9. | Organic Machinery | 02:58 | |
| 10. | Genital Hemangioma | 02:00 | |
| 11. | Xenotransplantation | 02:57 | |
| 12. | Pathological Imperative | 03:49 | |
| Total playing time | 31:57 | ||
Rating: 9.4/10.0 - A lobotomy in sound
Unfortunately for me, this album was released last year, 'cause were it to have been released in '08, it would have been on the top 10 list faster than Lindsay Lohan at a free cocaine and cigarette party. Although the semi-legendary band Malignancy have been in the New York metal scene ever since I was a tyke, this is only the 2nd full length album they've done. Since the first blasphemous congregation of these musical maniacs, they have progressed from being a run-of-the-mill brutal death/grind outfit, and now, many years and lineup changes later, they've arrived at this, this... thing that they've created, aptly named Inhuman Grotesqueries.
It's not very easy to go about describing this album in any way, because it's just so damn different from anything I've ever heard. After a short and deceptive acoustic intro, you instantly and unwillingly become the unfortunate casualty of this reprobate quartet from Yonkers - spastic, squealing pinch harmonics are venomously spat out repeatedly and unpredictably, tearing through chainsaw-like tremolo riffing with schizophrenic zeal. All this while vocalist Danny Nelson belches out guttural odes to a grotesque fascination of pathology delivered in impeccable medical terminology, a-la Carcass. Seismic yet ultra-precise basswork lumbers underneath the twisted riffing of Kachnic's tortured guitar, while Mike Heller lays down some of the tightest, most innovative, and most complex drumming I have ever laid ears upon. Patterns are established and stressed before being effaced and replaced with utterly foreign sonic themes in mere seconds. Leaping, ducking, and diving between a veritable riff-salad (if that term is to be used, it is more on this album than any other), seemingly incoherent at first but in reality programmed with the intent of laying forth an atmosphere of manic, chaotic aural surgery. It's a musical mess of slicing, fetid, putrescence in sound, with a soulless logic and subtle structure hidden well within the depths of an apparently random amalgamation of squealing harmonics, churning bass lines and time signature shifts erratic and sudden enough to break vertebrae.
This album is not for the faint of heart. You will be delivered 45 minutes of some of the most intense and violent technical/brutal death metal ever created. One must work to like this album. If you're looking for catchy hooks or breakdowns that you can bang your head too, look elsewhere. If you're looking for melody, you're nowhere close. If you're looking for the musical equivalent of a spasmodic autopsy performed on living men, you're in the right place. Also of note is the fact that despite the shifting, liquid nature of the songwriting, this album is very listenable and in fact replayable, once one has wrapped their head around the madness.
There really isn't too much more to say other than this offering is pure gold. After one is capable of digesting its immense complexity and unpredictable nature, visions of beauty through pain will seep through the deep lacerations in your skull that this album will surely inflict. Get your hands on this modern masterpiece, and let yourself become the next unwilling victim of Malignancy's Inhuman Grotesqueries.


