Gnaw Their Tongues
An Epiphanic Vomiting of Blood
Crucial Blast 2008
Holland's
extremely bizarre and odd project, Gnaw Their Tongues return for another
mindblowing journey into the nether regions of a psychotic's warped psyche.
The seven tracks that comprise An Epiphanic Vomiting of Blood are truly
disturbing. Gnaw Their Tongues employ a style somewhat along the lines of
Abruptum but mildly more "musical" and dramatic. Unsettling would be an
understatement when attempting to describe this intense amalgam of
instrumentation and vocal insanity.
On My Body is Not a Vessel, Nor a Temple, it's a Repulsive Pile of Sickness,
blackened male vocals and operatic female vocals form a rivalry over orchestral
strings and throbbing bass lines.
Adding to the diabolical madness are the samples from the mouth of a serial
killer one Teeth That Leer like Open Graves. Triumphant horns and
pounding drums are dominated once again by a megalithic bass line on the title
track. The Sewer Rats of Calcutta reintroduces the operatic female
manifestations while strange shuddering string instruments utter perversion and
corruption. As evidenced by my descriptions, this is a very difficult
album to "get into." But if you can handle or even enjoy Abruptum's ritual
abuse then you can certainly attempt to handle Gnaw Their Tongues. These
artists are perhaps one of the darkest and viscerally disturbing fixtures within
the underground. An Epiphanic Vomiting of Blood will drive wedges of
madness into your subconscious mind and pulverize any remaining sanity you may
have. For fans of sheer auditory depravity only.