What higher solution to ring in the new 12 months than an album that describes precisely what feels proper? Don’t get me incorrect, life has its perks, however each once in a while Total Destruction of the Entire Universe runs by means of my head as an answer. However a day job the place it’s important to make name after name to succeed in a human that will help you schedule a supply appointment however that inevitably goes to a voicemail field that cuts you off earlier than you may depart your data so then you definitely name once more and it goes to voicemail and cuts you off so then you definitely name once more and it goes to voicemail and cuts you off so that you name once more and select the deliberately incorrect listing to talk to a human who can switch you to a voicemail field that isn’t full however then they by no means name you again… ah shit the place was I. Oh yeah, Death Killer, Total Destruction of the Entire Universe—this little debut speaks to me.
Death Killer might not converse to you, although, should you don’t already dig throbbing industrial music indirectly. And I don’t imply previous-timey industrial thrashings like the out-performed lamentations of 00s Ministry work—although tonally, Total Destruction bears some resemblance. However in its drop-tuned chugging and wildly spiraling beats, the most aggressive parts of Total Destruction resemble traditional Slipknot works—Iowa specifically—backed by a drum machine that has no regard for the sort of rhythms {that a} human might conjure. In that sense, a thuggish nu component pervades by means of the sort of groove that Death Killer conjures, however fortunately for whiny clear delicate of us, each vocal line right here lives by the industrial manta “distort every little thing”—nu in spirit however usually really sinister in execution.
As such, Total Destruction hits hardest when it lives by its mission assertion in an try to be a ruthless, experimental, and punishing industrial album. On excessive tempo numbers, Death Killer approximates the loopy kick violence of Anaal Nathrakh by means of an (paradoxically) conventional heavy metallic and black metallic lens, offering hooks aplenty in opposition to its mechanically-traced rhythms (“You Know Nothing About Metallic,” “No one Survives (Prophecy)”). Whiffs of its trendy perspective run by means of the pummeling angst of wild industrial pioneers Strapping Younger Lad current in the grind to close slam of “I Hate Individuals” and the entice (hip-hop) segue that breaks the martial argument of “Retro = Shit.” And, of course, there’s “SNAKES,” which is an incessantly chuggy and rattling quantity whose lyrics comprise principally of the phrase “SNAKES”—it’s nice and everybody wants extra snakes of their lives.
However in spite of everything of the success that comes at the fingers of damaged guitar tones and vocals stripped of humanity, Death Killer stumbles over its personal lesser industrial leanings alongside the means. I recognize that the thoughts behind this venture pulls from the sound of scuzzy digital albums—assume dirty Bong-Ra releases or different break-leaning Köhnen tasks like Servants of the Apocalyptic Goat Rave—to let bass patches scrape and rumble in opposition to a myriad of bizarre sampled sounds (“Goodbye, Wilhem,” “Dentist”). These vocal-much less tracks have a objective in their very own proper, with the regular thump of 70 or so BPM offering the proper slower grip for a lot of totally different health club actions. Nonetheless, in the context of the shreddier circulation that every little thing else units up, they take me away from the onslaught of heavy hitting drills and impressed tone metallic (“You Know Nothing…,” “I Hate Individuals”). And on an identical word, the darkish atmosphere of the creeping nearer “Emotional Life” doesn’t tie off the album in any significant means.
However, the distinctive soundscape that Death Killer serves sufficient with its transient debut to make an impression. Moreso than many different metallic niches, the industrial platform doesn’t have many trendy torchbearers outdoors of the then-futuristic, now-dated names of the previous. And although Total Destruction of the Entire Universe is probably not rewriting the e book as controversially as promo converse would suggest—together with the declare that the crushed but nonetheless spacious DR5 can be the “loudest grasp of the 12 months”—Death Killer lays a robust and rebellious assault that feels trustworthy and, properly, groovy. Come for the finish of world, keep for snakes.
Ranking: 3.0/5.0
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: WAV
Label: Final Day of the North
Web site: deathkiller.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: January 19th, 2024