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NECROTOMBS
Corpse Feeding Worms

Narcoleptica Productions (2020)
Rating: 7/10

Corpse Feeding Worms is the third release from mouldy Italian death metal outfit Necrotombs, the solo project of Stigmhate’s Xerberus.

Necrotombs play straight up solid death metal, the sort of rotten cacophony one may have heard originally between, say, 1992 and 1996.

After an atmospheric and brooding introduction we get blasted by a vile projection of rancid muck in the form of ‘Process Of Decomposition’; a violent burst hammering yet familiar death metal resonance. Catchy in its mid-paced goriness, the track infects the listener with guttural vocal bellows and a steady, pulverising dense percussion. And that’s pretty much how the record pans out.

‘Blood Drained’ is a morose chugger; everything about the track feels like its dragging a corpse behind it such is the rather punishing and effective weight. There are no real frills to speak of, but that doesn’t mean to say that this opus isn’t engrossing and I find myself rather engaged by its simple technique as those dreams heave with intent.

The album isn’t completely bereft of pace, but one can’t help but side with the maggot-ridden slower passages. And when speed does emerge, such as during ‘Choose The Coffin’, it makes for a nice and aggressive attack on the ears as hints of that groove and ghoulish Autopsy sound leak in like pustular scabs weeping with blistering pus. There’s some intriguing manic and melancholic solo work on offer too.

Throughout the album, the main rhythmic section chugs and chomps, such as on the fetid title track where the vocals take on extra mouthfuls of rancid meat. But again that morose lead guitar meanders with an aching, dragging intensity, even if we feel as if we’ve visited such dire and dour swamps decades ago.

The unintentionally hilariously titled ‘Slow Motion Crash’, is another effective dash of gloom and gore, while closer ‘Slowly Consumed’ seems rather an apt title for what I felt I was experiencing with this flabby heap of heaving mess. But I’m not gonna complain, because this is very much an old school blubbery pile of bones, cysts and flab that I’m more than happy to slurp down.

In its straight-laced and humourless chugging, Corpse Feeding Worms is a stable, consistent and above all hypnotically horrific slab akin to chowing down on a discarded lump of old meat that still provides enough nutrients, even through the writhing mass of maggots.

Neil Arnold

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