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Anybody here listen to goregrind?

Crotchduster's Big Fat Box of Shit was written as satire by Florida-based J****h producer Jason Suecof, and Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind was meant as a joke. Sorry. On minute 07:16 they stop a grindcore song to read hate male, while Girl with a Big Face plays in the background:

"During this song, they e.g. watch the trailer for a movie about the elves (now unionized!!!) rebelling against Santa - killing him loads of times in various different ways (electrocuted, crucified, nailed to a cross, disemboweled --my parenthesis). They'll also interrupt the song to read some hilarious fan (mostly hate) mail [...]:

Hail Crotchduster!
You guys rule, except I don't like the parts of your songs that aren't metal.
I'm in a band too... we're called Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind. We play pulverizing war metal mixed with barbaric hate. We just recorded our first demo, and we're gonna take over the world. I've sent you a copy, tell me what you think.
-Satanically Yours,
Kip Benson a.k.a. "Hatebringer"


To which they reply, after listening to about two seconds of the demo:

Dear Kip, you worthless retard.
You should maybe take up pottery, or perhaps woodworking, 'cause your band sucks. After the first ten seconds, Cain threw up twice. So we burned your CD and buried the ashes in the yard. It sounded like it was recorded in mono into a boombox that was inside a metal trash can.
Furhermore, everybody knows that black metal is for geeks that aren't even cool enough to play Dungeons & Dragons. You and your pals couldn't take over elementary school, let alone the world. No one is afraid of guys that wears make up. Please don't ever listen to our album again. We are embarassed you like us.
-Love
Crotchduster


They continue with numerous other letters. Including: a fan letter for Cain (Jason's Rottweiler --my parenthesis), a letter from some guy who's pissed off because they were too busy doing coke off of hookers' asses to sign his album (now he listens to Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind instead), and a letter from a girl who thinks they should stop singing about anal sex - because it hurts (to which they reply: "... a woman's job consists of anal, swallowing loads and shutting up - it says so in the Bible"). And these are just some of the weird skits that occur on this album. If I mentioned them all, I'd just spoil the fun for you."

In their own words:

"The band exists "for one reason and one reason only: tax fraud". Why? Because metal sucks. It's "ridiculous and silly, and quite frankly beneath [them]". Cheating the government is the second best reason to make music (pussy being the best).

Bill Williams is a guy who, with his PhD in dumptruck mechanics, managed to make himself capable of inter-dimensional travel. Mr. Williams also happens to be an American and (naturally) a greedy capitalist. He found a dimension, which he insists on calling "Williamsburgland" and uses his ability to travel between dimensions to 'plunder' "Williamsburgland" by selling them "mammal sauce", a liquid as important to the people of "Williamsburgland" as water and petroleum is to us. You see, just before Williams found this dimension - they ran out of "mammal sauce", making this a classic case of demand waiting for a supply. The only thing outsiders like myself know about "mammal sauce" is that one of the most vital ingrediants are goat teeth. And luckily (for Williams), all the goats in "Williamsburgland" are extinct due to a shift in the atmospheric pressure, caused by the universe continuously expanding.
Crotchduster's part of this is - they make the liquid, and give it to Williams. Then he takes the liquid and his dumptruck, filled with (paying) tourists to Williamsburgland, where he sells the liquid for a ludicrous price. He takes 50% of the profits, and deposists Crotchduster's half in an inter-dimensional account. Why? The government can't trace money across dimensions. And to make it the perfect fraud, Jim, Fuckmouth and Cain formed Crotchduster. Now they just list "musician" as their occupation, and nobody asks any questions.

The lyrics on Big Fat Box of Shit are written by Cain. Jim and Fuckmouth send him with Williams to "Williamsburgland", because Williams's brain's chemical balance gets fucked up during the inter-dimensional travels, and he goes mad. During his "episodes", Cain notes down whatever comes out of his mouth. The recording technique they claim to use on this album is quite unique as well. It's supposed to be recorded with only one mic, and their multitrack is sixteen two track machines from 1957 synched together with a stopwatch and some telephone cord. Most of the music is written by Jim and Fuckmouth, whilst Cain is the mixing expert - because he can hear frequencies that humans can't hear."

source: sputnikmusik







When it comes to the flamboyantly gay new generation of "goregrind" Infant Annihilator probably takes the cake:




I don't listen to any of the bands I recommended to Fwhoosh. Bands I would recommend to you in all seriousness are:

Anaal Nathrakh, Birmingham, UK (new material -- check out Endarkenment)

Bloodbath, Stockholm, Sweden (old material -- check out this live performance)

Netherwalker, Florida, US (new material -- check out Tavern)

Illdisposed, Aarhus, Denmark (old material -- check out Return from Tomorrow)

Fantômas, California, US (old material -- Delirium Cordia)

(early) Emperor, Notodden , Norway (old material -- check out ...Reverence)

Broken Hope, Chicago, US (old material -- check out Into the Necrosphere)

The list is long, so I'll stop here.

Metal drummers I would recommend:

Jan Axel von Blomberg (aka Hellhammers)

Mike Smith (one the very few decent and talented black men I had the pleasure to make the acquaintance of)

Pete Sandoval

Mike Mangini

Dave Lombardo

Virgil Donati

The list is long...

Well, I definitely wasn’t paying enough attention to the lyrics when I listened to that album because that sounds pretty funny. I think I owe that one a second chance.

What’s so gay about new goregrind? I’m assuming that’s about all I’ve listened to since I’ve only gotten into it in the past 6 months. Festerdecay sound pretty sick to me, and Jig Ai have some decent tracks.
 
Crotchduster's Big Fat Box of Shit was written as satire by Florida-based J****h producer Jason Suecof, and Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind was meant as a joke. Sorry. On minute 07:16 they stop a grindcore song to read hate male, while Girl with a Big Face plays in the background:

"During this song, they e.g. watch the trailer for a movie about the elves (now unionized!!!) rebelling against Santa - killing him loads of times in various different ways (electrocuted, crucified, nailed to a cross, disemboweled --my parenthesis). They'll also interrupt the song to read some hilarious fan (mostly hate) mail [...]:

Hail Crotchduster!
You guys rule, except I don't like the parts of your songs that aren't metal.
I'm in a band too... we're called Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind. We play pulverizing war metal mixed with barbaric hate. We just recorded our first demo, and we're gonna take over the world. I've sent you a copy, tell me what you think.
-Satanically Yours,
Kip Benson a.k.a. "Hatebringer"


To which they reply, after listening to about two seconds of the demo:

Dear Kip, you worthless retard.
You should maybe take up pottery, or perhaps woodworking, 'cause your band sucks. After the first ten seconds, Cain threw up twice. So we burned your CD and buried the ashes in the yard. It sounded like it was recorded in mono into a boombox that was inside a metal trash can.
Furhermore, everybody knows that black metal is for geeks that aren't even cool enough to play Dungeons & Dragons. You and your pals couldn't take over elementary school, let alone the world. No one is afraid of guys that wears make up. Please don't ever listen to our album again. We are embarassed you like us.
-Love
Crotchduster


They continue with numerous other letters. Including: a fan letter for Cain (Jason's Rottweiler --my parenthesis), a letter from some guy who's pissed off because they were too busy doing coke off of hookers' asses to sign his album (now he listens to Hellspawn Warhammers of the Nordic Wind instead), and a letter from a girl who thinks they should stop singing about anal sex - because it hurts (to which they reply: "... a woman's job consists of anal, swallowing loads and shutting up - it says so in the Bible"). And these are just some of the weird skits that occur on this album. If I mentioned them all, I'd just spoil the fun for you."

In their own words:

"The band exists "for one reason and one reason only: tax fraud". Why? Because metal sucks. It's "ridiculous and silly, and quite frankly beneath [them]". Cheating the government is the second best reason to make music (pussy being the best).

Bill Williams is a guy who, with his PhD in dumptruck mechanics, managed to make himself capable of inter-dimensional travel. Mr. Williams also happens to be an American and (naturally) a greedy capitalist. He found a dimension, which he insists on calling "Williamsburgland" and uses his ability to travel between dimensions to 'plunder' "Williamsburgland" by selling them "mammal sauce", a liquid as important to the people of "Williamsburgland" as water and petroleum is to us. You see, just before Williams found this dimension - they ran out of "mammal sauce", making this a classic case of demand waiting for a supply. The only thing outsiders like myself know about "mammal sauce" is that one of the most vital ingrediants are goat teeth. And luckily (for Williams), all the goats in "Williamsburgland" are extinct due to a shift in the atmospheric pressure, caused by the universe continuously expanding.
Crotchduster's part of this is - they make the liquid, and give it to Williams. Then he takes the liquid and his dumptruck, filled with (paying) tourists to Williamsburgland, where he sells the liquid for a ludicrous price. He takes 50% of the profits, and deposists Crotchduster's half in an inter-dimensional account. Why? The government can't trace money across dimensions. And to make it the perfect fraud, Jim, Fuckmouth and Cain formed Crotchduster. Now they just list "musician" as their occupation, and nobody asks any questions.

The lyrics on Big Fat Box of Shit are written by Cain. Jim and Fuckmouth send him with Williams to "Williamsburgland", because Williams's brain's chemical balance gets fucked up during the inter-dimensional travels, and he goes mad. During his "episodes", Cain notes down whatever comes out of his mouth. The recording technique they claim to use on this album is quite unique as well. It's supposed to be recorded with only one mic, and their multitrack is sixteen two track machines from 1957 synched together with a stopwatch and some telephone cord. Most of the music is written by Jim and Fuckmouth, whilst Cain is the mixing expert - because he can hear frequencies that humans can't hear."

source: sputnikmusik







When it comes to the flamboyantly gay new generation of "goregrind" Infant Annihilator probably takes the cake:




I don't listen to any of the bands I recommended to Fwhoosh. Bands I would recommend to you in all seriousness are:

Anaal Nathrakh, Birmingham, UK (new material -- check out Endarkenment)

Bloodbath, Stockholm, Sweden (old material -- check out this live performance)

Netherwalker, Florida, US (new material -- check out Tavern)

Illdisposed, Aarhus, Denmark (old material -- check out Return from Tomorrow)

Fantômas, California, US (old material -- Delirium Cordia)

(early) Emperor, Notodden , Norway (old material -- check out ...Reverence)

Broken Hope, Chicago, US (old material -- check out Into the Necrosphere)

The list is long, so I'll stop here.

Metal drummers I would recommend:

Jan Axel von Blomberg (aka Hellhammers)

Mike Smith (one the very few decent and talented black men I had the pleasure to make the acquaintance of)

Pete Sandoval

Mike Mangini

Dave Lombardo

Virgil Donati

The list is long...

Mike Smith is a real one. Very serious man, a little intimidating.
 
I've never heard of Festerdecay and Jig Ai. I'll check them out and get back to you asap.
I quite liked Festerdecay (from Fukuoka, Japan!). Thanks for the recommendation!

Jig-Ai is not my cup of tea.

When it comes to your other question, apropos of present-day Metal being gay. You know what they say about tough times creating strong men, who in turn create good, easy times. I think the current soundscape is gay because it's the product of such times. Good, easy times that is, which in turn create weak men. A weak and barren musical landscape, if you will. Today everything sounds like a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy. The equivalent of retroengineered ideas Made in China. Musicians themselves look like an indigent copycat version of Frank Mullen or Hellhammers. Heavy Metal music is all about strength. Today's bands sound weak. And to compensate for that weakness they keep getting louder and faster —mostly thanks to affordable new technologies—, and the more they try to sound like themselves the more they end up sounding like everybody else.

On a lighter note, I'm really excited about Scour's new upcoming album, "Gold", set for release on February 21. The lineup features Phil Anselmo (Pantera) and Derek Engemann (Cattle Decapitation — another band you should definitely check out).

Here's their new single, "Infusorium". Hope you like it.

 
Ahh, Gutalax. I’ve heard some good things about them, but the shit thing they have going throws me off every time I try to listen to them. I’ve desensitised myself to a lot of things, but not crap yet.

Any recommendations?
As much as I hate this band

Their obscene extreme full sets are just brilliant to watch (I'd love to be there.. weirdly)
And that noise he makes... I do it way too often
Whilst making thrusting movements, it's become my go too awkwardness-creating sex noise

Awful but great band
 
So basically just this


Can't fit her limbs in the freezer

Severed sawn and sold as porn

Here's one of my fave and earliest viewed gg vids

It's som from "cerebral bore" back when she was just a fucked up kid basically
Best cover of zombie graveyard rape bonanza ya'll ever hear.. she's got the moves down


So when I was about 13, I started work xp at some garage (Westhill garage in torquay) and the dude there was a metalhead. I told him I like slipknot, he told me they were "fucking weak" and the next day he brought me a mixtape that he'd made
Gorerotted's severed sawn and sold as porn was on there..
Loved it

(It also had:
Cradle of filth - lord abortion; loved it then, love it more now.
Satyricon - my skin is cold.
Origin - echoes of decimation or reciprocal, I can't quite remember which.
My dying bride - the lies I sire.
🤘Electric Wizard👹 - TORQUE(fckin)MADA 71!!!!... which I love. I brought an epi sg within about 2 weeks of hearing that. And the obsession grew.
Obituary - slowly we rot.
Six feet under - Zombie executioner

And a couple others
That cd blew my fragile lil mind into a whole new existence
I fucking love it...
I drew orc banner faces and other warhammer shit all over the cd in green marker 😁🤘

And within about a fortnight of that I was one of the world's biggest wizard fans (7991 scrobbles in a year mf, do the math and you'll understand why I'm so fucked up lol)
Then one day I was doing the march to school with headphones. Listening to Cradle of filth.. and was like
Fuck this.. fuck school, I'm off to the record store
And I brought some Cradle
basically since then I've been damned lol
Totally stopped doing normal and just became one with the stereo
Best times of my life


Anyway
Gorerotted
Great goregrind
 












Lymphatic phlegm
First days of humanity
Jungle holocaust

I can't actually find the album I wanted to share or even think of the bloody name

That one where they use the image of the person who committed suicide in a bathtub and they've turned into rotting human stee
Whichever album has that cover art

That, find that..

Pissgrave - suicide euphoria..
It isn't grind, my bad
 
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Lymphatic phlegm
First days of humanity
Jungle holocaust

I can't actually find the album I wanted to share or even think of the bloody name

That one where they use the image of the person who committed suicide in a bathtub and they've turned into rotting human stee
Whichever album has that cover art

That, find that..

Pissgrave - suicide euphoria..
It isn't grind, my bad

Thanks for the recs man, not often I can actually predict what I’m getting into. You have good taste I think, keep it up.
 
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