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BORN UNDEAD
Violator Of Humanity EP

Mortuary Productions (2014)
Rating: 8/10

There is a chap in the world of extreme metal called Razakel who has been in quite a few decent bands over the years, the most notable and recent of these being Baalberith and Skiddaw who I have reviewed elsewhere. Born Undead is another project from this talented individual who this time goes under the moniker of Sadist while leading two merry murderers named Sewer Skull (guitar / bass) and Fiend (drums), who are equally unhinged.

The other two bands I’ve mentioned have a black metal slant, but with Born Undead not only are there lashings of crusty gore, but a straight up fetish for horror grind and festering death metal.

Violator Of Humanity is the debut EP from this trio who formed in 2013, and work out of the UK and France. The EP boasts four songs which revel in zombification, decomposition, and all round litres of blood and squished organs. Forget all the contemporary crap with its click-drums, polished execution and horrendous modern cover art, it’s time for us to wade through the algae-ridden waters of Born Undead, and become one with the parasites and bloody silt.

The EP opens the title track, introduced by way of a gargling, hissing demonic puke of infection which makes way for a gore-laced riff. The band lurches at the throat with a damp drum rattle and despicable riff wrenched straight from the late 80s. Very much British in its sodden state, ‘Violator Of Humanity’ is catchy too; there’s a slight hint of old blackened Slayer in that riff as Sadist pukes another phlegm-ridden verse over a mid-tempo bludgeon and funereal solo. The gloom continues.

‘Revenge Of The Necrovore’ is even more ominous as a thickening sense of gloom permeates the air, and fills the nostrils with a noxious odour. Born Undead remain coated in their own bodily fluids as they charge with haste, only to find themselves wrenched back into the cesspit by their own sinews which are still attached to their rusty shackles.

Nothing beats a hideous manifestation of old school death metal, and with ‘Splatterfuck’ the trio lumbers maniacally like some foul, babbling demon conjured by dense, yet razor-sharp riff and sturdy drum slap of slop. In their mid-tempo glory gory, Born Undead find their comfort zone behind a soggy wall of flailing striking on skins constructed of human flesh. And with ‘Undead Torment’ we’re clumped over the head with a blunt instrument and dragged into a cankered cell where the rats will feast on our eyes so that never again shall we slap our beady eyes upon this ravenous horde of scaremongers.

Violator Of Humanity is as rotten as the grave that will drag you deep into the bowels of pus. Time to change clothes me thinks…

Neil Arnold

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