Almost a decade on from the now infamous North West Slam Fest CD that formally introduced them to a wider audience, Crepitation are finally releasing their debut album. Perhaps best known for being the silliest slam death metal band around (and as you can imagine they are up against some pretty stiff competition) the Creps are still the same prospect as they’ve always been despite some pretty excessive line up changes over the years.
The music is everything you’d expect from a band in the slam genre, chugging riffage, daft samples and a snare drum so tinny you’d be forgiven for thinking the band had acquired it from Lars Ulrich on Ebay after the “St Anger” recording sessions. While the music is pretty simple and straight forward in approach it’s impossible not to be drawn in by song titles such as “Elephantitis Jimmy Hill Style Chin Pandas” and “Velocirapist and the Slamosorearse Rex”. In fact it’s this supremely over the top presentation that prevents Crepitation from being simply a parody of the genre and become more of an institution of utter absurdity.
What really makes Crepitation stand out from the crowd is the dual vocal attack of Mark Pearce and Chris Butterworth. The vocals on this album are totally inhuman in a way that will make you totally bemused and hysterical with laughter. Emitting noises that range from belching toads to dolphins with dysentery, Pearce and Butterworth deliver a performance that is as captivating as it is outrageous.
“The Violence of the Slams” is going to be a fun novelty for some and a demonstrable dose of stupidity for others. It’s like a musical interpretation of “The Bog of Eternal Stench” from the Jim Henson movie Labyrinth. At barely half an hour in length it doesn’t outstay it’s welcome and remains amusing throughout and at the end of the day there’s nothing wrong with that.
REVIEW BY: Seth
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