Waking The Cadaver – Beyond Cops, Beyond God

Waking The Cadaver

Waking The Cadaver after reading this review

Beyond Chod

Waking The Cadaver is music for tough guys and Ia??m not sure I can cope with it. Being periactin no rx, lioresal online. a civilised and educated man, the prospect of doing some mosh pit tai chi with their super-cool and tough fans while they unleash their patented brand of slammage fills me with fear. These maniacs are so nuggets they are a??Beyond Copsa?? and a??Beyond Goda?? for goda??s sake!

Oh no, wait. Theya??re actually a bunch of posturing virgin losers trying to be tough, producing bottom rung music for little boys who aspire to be tough. Their debut album, Perverse Recollections Of A Necromangler, was a disc so densely packed with shit that Steven Hawking had to rewrite 4 chapters of his new book in light of this new discovery regarding the compression of mass. Beyond cops and god they may be, but theya??re not beyond the reach of Leave The Halla??s judgment. They will stand trial and they will be evaluated, with punishment to be meted out in the form of Grimmett.

The first thing that strikes you when you listen to this is that Waking The Cadaver are better than they used to be. Given, that is like saying the day you got a gang rape bum poking by AIDS ridden elephant smackheads 11 times was better than the day they completed the dirty dozen on you, but this isna??t as bad as I had expected. This only sounds like the worst hardcore band ever trying to play death metal, which is an improvement from the special school stylings of their debut. Opening with Beyond Cops (whatever the fuck thata??s supposed to meana?? stick to the cartoon violence, lads), the song goes raaaarr dun dun dun dun, raaaaar dun dun dun for a bit, then it does the same, only slower. Then a wee notey riff comes out of nowhere that isna??t completely moronic and like a ray of sunshine peeking out from behind the storm, it brightens up your life. Then therea??s a bit of basic, uninspired tremolo picking, followed by another stock breakdown. The clouds are back. Yawn.

Reign Supreme is about the time the band got the top score on Guitar Hero out of all the bands they toured with. Actually it isna??t, but it would explain why they cana??t play real instruments for shit and why all of their riffs can be performed with one finger on only 5 frets. Sadistic Tortures and Made In Hell are hugely unremarkable slices of deathcore that couldna??t have more appropriate titles if they were called a??Sonic Diarrhoea Fresh From A Puckered Asshole pt 1 & 2a??. The lyrics are atrocious too. I know no onea??s going to hear them, but youa??d like to think that theya??d put in a little efforta?? Could they not beat a??Face down in the john, is where you belonga?? as an opening line for Sadistic Tortures? Lord Worm they are not.

Boss Status tells of the time one of the band members got a little gold star on his McDonalds name tag, having managed to go an entire day without dribbling in the Big Macs. Terminate With Extreme Prejudice has another ok riff, something that might be passable on a Hatebreed record, before descending back into a mind-numbing dirge of fifth-rate vomit. It goes on.

This is not heavy music; this is merely what idiots think heavy music sounds like. Downtuning really low does not make it heavy. Guttural vocals are not heavy. Singing about violence and gore is not heavy. Frank Zappa could write heavier music than this with a kazoo between his ass cheeks, and in fact he probably did. If you buy this album you are making a statement about yourself; saying that when you dine out at the restaurant of sound and are confronted with the rich and varied buffet of death metal and grindcore music, you opt to eat not from the Michelin star chefs, the culinary geniuses and the avant-garde Heston Blumenthal selection. No, you opt to eat a piece of soggy, piss-saturated white bread baked by a child. A stupid, incontinent child. Just stop it for fucks sake, youa??re only encouraging them.

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Probably the worst man on the internet, he enjoys Thrash, Death, Prog and Halford. Not necessarily in that order. Outside of music his hobbies include sitting about, moaning about things and Manowar. See how much Michael Bolton he listens to on Last.fm.

  • http://twitter.com/jonoortrev jono andrews

    fantastic review, I’m surprised you managed to even put your brain into gear with the mind numbing shit you had to listen to in order to create this review.
    WTC are the worst of the worst.

  • http://twitter.com/dog_of_flame noel oxford

    this fucking rules

  • Fuckdeathcoreitsfuckinggay

    they raped to fuck on perverse recollections of a necromangler
    beyond.. was a bit of a down grade TBH

    but bro still harder than that pish i hear on kerrang(rock for pussys) and scuzz(metal for emos)

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