Gaza - I dont Care Where I Go When I Die [Black Market/ Metal Blade - 2006]I don’t care where I go when I die is a bloody horned -devilry loving, twitching slab of ‘wont die ’ harsh sludge grind. The tracks often hammed and slashed with psychotic and grim experimentation elements. The album keeps you on your toes though out, unsure weather you’ll been battered and pumpled by bent horrific riffing or slowed to a dieing crawl by atmospheric guitar work.
They bloody pack each track with layers of growled vocals, screaming samples and manner of audio death spasm and twitch. Really pumping and building this up to be something rather special. Sure it’s brutal, sure it’s deadly sounding, but there’s a really depth of sound execution here. Building each song from it’s rat invested sewer foundation, up into the black grim sky. Cristle main riff sounds like tar black gone wrong funk, soured of all it’s happiness, later it ripples out some huge ‘crash you head’ grinding slowness riffing, over which the lead singers is growling and force his guts up to.The title track is down turned almost black metal riffing, via avant swamp beatings, layered over by growling and disturbing female screaming. Moth starts tight hissing riffing feed by bloody cymbal abuse. That half though way slips into dropping on all fours and slow death crawl of back break riffs, that wiped and singed by acidity guitar soloing.
One of the most brutal and entertaining metal albums you’ll come across this year. Balancing perfectly head splitting riffing with experimental spiky edges. From the outset it ties you to the floor and gives you one hell of an audio metalised beating, never really let up. When it’s not painful, it’s puzzling and creepy.Roger Batty