Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Abatuar Perversiones De Muerte Putrefacta Review

Abatuar
Perversiones De Muerte Putrefacta
Dunkelheit Produktionen
Release: 17 April 2017

Abatuar is a one man Panamanian Firestarter named Cadaver. He has worked in other metal bands, but this is his baby, his shining moment. Metal-archives shows other members covering guitars, as Cadaver is a drummer. But he gets this credit for all of this, so I must assume he plays guitars on this as well. Call it black metal, but Perversiones De Muerte Putrefacta pulls in influences from grind and death. This LP is raw and ugly, confrontational. After two impressive – and sought after – demos, Abatuar now unleash their debut full, Perversiones De Muerte Putrefacta, length on Dunkelheit.

Thick, sludge drenched guitars flog with whips of razorwire. The aesthetic here is clearly the old school ethic of recording in a subterranean cave with a boombox. That’s cool. But, I do wish the production was a touch crisper with some punch. The songwriting is strong and hits like a tsunami. Drums lay a frantic foundation, constantly rolling and pounding. Guitars bandy on a riff. The time changes (check “Decapitacion Latrinal”) give some texture and variety which I appreciate. “Adoctrinemantio Colectivo Genocid” is unfettered fury; grind core speed and rage. These are the platforms for the album. “Deidades Sepultades con Restos” has a, dare I say, groove? Not really but a catchy riff and a mid-tempo beginning that moves into a 4/4 beat. Then, it moves faster. “Ordalias de Hierro Fundido” messes with time and the listener’s mind. It is a rapid beast. But it truly pushes, grinds, as it pounds forward. Some killer death metal riff embedded in it reminiscent of the Swedish 90’s sound.

 Perversiones De Muerte Putrefacta slithers unapologetically. Abatuar create a dungeoness atmosphere of belligerence and fury. Compelling riffs and tumultuous drums, adorned with ghastly vocals, elicit terror and seething acrimony in a listener. The lo-fi production beckons true black metal and grind. This LP conjures a feast of primal urges with sounds of Hell.  



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