Festering Sore
Chlorine for the Gene Pool
[Unsung Heroes]
Ah, Festering Sore
Where was I? The reason I'm taking so long to review
this is that I have a lot to say, and I'm usually
writing about a song when the next one starts. So I
have to keep backing the CD up, and I prefer to listen
to it straight through. Over and over. If FS had only
done "Mucous Membrane/Festering Sore", they would
still go down in history as a great band. Luckily for
us, they've done like 15. Theme songs are important,
and this one rocks like a motherfucker. "Wanted: God -
Dead or Alive" dispenses with the bullshit. Fuck. I
was going to write about how the lyrics display a
stark simplicity that is somehow very effective in
delivering its message. Like "Fucking DEAD DEAD DEAD"
at the end. FS is full of killer stuff like that. Much
more effective than some abstract art piece. Plus the
blast/riff is absolutely killer, not to mention the
crunchy slower part.
Did I already say that none of FS's riffs or songs
suck at all? It's pure festering horror. See, I'm
already a song behind. 'Soap' is crazy. It's a slow
grindy piece through and through, which helps set the
mood for this tale of mandatory round-ups that could
easily apply to any one of you. However, when singing
about people being made into Soap, it's not exactly
vox populi (?) to yell out "Ivory Snow, baby!" before
a ripping into a nasty solo. It'll be interesting to
see how this song is interpreted, eventually. Unless
motherfuckers are too stupid to pick this record up
immediately.
Any fans of 81-86(?) era metal will appreciate this as
a modern classic. 'Satanic Priest' of course reverses
the tempo, with another satanic blaster. Killer vocal
hook, here, and the riffing is pure insanity. Fuck.
Now I'm several songs behind. 'Human Cattle' is great,
from the 'Fucked' demo. Aside from the extremely
catchy everything, there are these nusto drum rolls
and snare hits. And when you think it can't get any
better, it changes tempo and outdoes itself. Possibly
one of my favorite lyrics of all time "You stupid
fucks all need to die miserably and slow/Down my
throat and out my ass is where you're gonna go".
"The Entity" is another example of great song-writing.
It sets you up with a catchy bass-heavy mid-tempo
riff, then proceeds to take you on a rollercoaster of
blasting and soloing. This is just a damn good
marriage of riffs and lyrics. "Silent Night, Deadly
Night" is probably the first time "Silent Night" has
ever been played on a death metal album. This song is
intense. FS somehow manage to make Satan Claus seem
evil. More insane drum rolls compliment the chorus
perfectly. Impressive, and it seems to be the
counterpart to Spinal Tap's "Christmas with the
Devil".
"Barking Dogs" reminds me somewhat of S.O.D. It's
hardcore/metal like people just don't do right
anymore. It's rather short (ever hear a long hardcore
song?), but it segueways (sp?) logically into
'Dogcatcher', which is another medium paced song chock
full of thick bass and guitar wank. Very cool shit. It
talks about kittens being used for ballistic tests and
things like that.
Goden was right. "Fuck a Dead Body" rules. This is the
best necro song since 'Necrophilia'. It's so goddamn
fucking catchy, you begin to wonder why it's not on
the radio. Except Lance is singing "I love the girls
who don't say no, they never do when you fuck a dead
body/I love to nut in a rotten cunt", etc. The lyric
snippet "rape the locks" lets you know FS aren't
nearly as single-minded as some of their lyrics would
have you believe. They're actually cultured!
"Terror Firma/Chlorine for the Gene Pool" is probably
my favorite song, right now. It opens similarly to the
first track, that is to say, it builds in tension,
rather than just jumping into the meat of the matter
straightaway. Damn, this fucking song drips hatred. I
love it. It's basically about killing every one. The
lyrics are dope as fuck, and the pre-chorus/chorus
sticks with you like a bio-engineered virus. The
bridge blows me away. FUCK, this is great song
writing. It's borderline punk/metal, too, I think.
Just fucking awesome, that's all.
"669" throws in a lot of Venom-isms to great effect.
Damn, this could *be* Venom. And, much like Venom, FS
use humor and rock to actually make a point. The
point, to me, is that people get too hung up on being
"evil", and forget to enjoy themselves. "Corprophagia"
is just sick. I never thought eating shit could be
this much fun. Stomach-turning. What a
tightly-integrated unit FS are. "Cellar of Horror" is
about Philly's Gary Heidnik. The solos in this song
might be my favorite solos of the whole album. Brutal.
The mosh part in the middle is brilliant, also.
"Evil Dead" is exactly the epic we were promised,
coming in around 9 minutes in length. It retells the
entire tale of the first Sam Raimi classic "The Evil
Dead", complete with samples from the films. A massive
undertaking, and FS manage to pull it off. They even
sing about the arborial rape scene. This is something
to smoke to. I really like the fact that this song is
in no hurry to finish, yet it's not just a random
collection of riffs. The vocal hooks/riffing is
without parallel. This song really is worthy of the
film, and that is saying a lot. Raimi needs to hear
this...
"Die Motherfucker" is the final track, and is
basically a summation of the entire album, and the FS
philosophy. Again, this is hit song material, except
it's so vile, lyrically. What a paradox they've
created. Hats off to Festering Sore for this one.
There are so many good things I could say about this
record. I really like to hear Lance shout out
"thrash!" or "Ivan!" at key points. FS don't seem to
be trying to please anyone but themselves, and they've
managed to create an album for everyone in doing so.
If you don't buy this disc (and some Rampage!), don't
bother talking to me anymore, because you are too
stupid to waste my time. And that's sort of the theme
of the album, appropriately enough.
Criticisms? I have none. The 'Fucked' demo's version
of the songs are perhaps a bit rawer, especially
'Cellar of Horror'. 'Corpro' skips a bit, but I
haven't tried to clean the disc yet, and it's not a
production/mastering problem or anything like that.
Erm, there are two secret covers that I won't mention
here. This disc easily stands on its own, so these two
tracks truly are bonus material. Fucking buy it, you
worthless scumfuck. Check out the mp3s at
http://www.mp3.com/festeringsore to make sure you're
not too much of a pussy to handle it. And then die,
motherfucker. Die, die, die.
© 2000 jason gortician