Worms Feed – S
The Worms Feed self-titled debut is a 12" obituary for the crushing crust beast which is now slowly rotting six feet under
This album reeks of cold and tastes like nothing but soil. Not only because Worms Feed play a heavy and brutal miasmic mixture of crust, sludge and black metal, but because their self-titled LP on Skin & Bones is actually an obituary for this mindlessly extreme band. Worms Feed is fast and meant to be experienced at once. Like a shot of bile. Even though the music is raw and harsh, the album is pretty cleanly produced, maybe a bit too much for what the band is playing, but it’s still nice to hear some crusty hardcore that sounds more massive and convincing than the usual underproduced rough and abrasive stereotype for the genre.
Worms Feed go from fast metallic parts through sludgy and simple breakdowns and sometimes almost black metal peaks. No colors on this record, just a little bit of gray from time to time, on top of the black and white aesthetics that dominate the music of these Belgians. The LP is a fast listen that creates an extremely vivid atmosphere, almost as if the band is actually playing in front of you. The only drawback of this album are the lyrics. Yes, I understand that the short track length is definitely not a prerequisite for extensive and deeper lyrics, but the almost total lack of imagery is certainly not in line with the whole visual concept of the album.
More forests, less streets and “fuck” next time. Oh, there won’t be a next time, because Worms Feed are gone. Okay, I’ll just swallow the bad lyrics and stick to the rest of this overall well approached and realized wall of sonic chaos.
