Grind Cumpaign

Inferia

Metal maniacs, rejoice! I am proud to present to you: INFERIA; signed via Great Dane […]
September 1, 2022
Inferia - Grind Cumpaign album cover

Metal maniacs, rejoice! I am proud to present to you: INFERIA; signed via Great Dane Records, hailing from Finnish grounds - performing Death Metal/Grindcore, on their 7th full-length studio album entitled: "Grind Cumpaign" (released May 27th, 2022). Since formation in 1989; the quartet in question have 4 demos, 3 EPs, 1 live album, 1 split and 7 full-length studio albums in their discography so far. I am introduced to their 7th record entitled: "Grind Cumpaign", 22 tracks ranging around 32:02; INFERIA arranges an intricately designed formula on some heavy-hitting Death Metal/Grindcore amalgamations.

Before we start; the song titles here can come across as immature and may throw some off, however... it's all about the riffage & jamming so take note, don't judge a book by its name (in this sense). The songs are around a minute or 2 long, so I'll base it off what makes them stand out, here goes!

Opening up the record with this synthetic trumpet playing bizarro; a belting bludgeoning in extreme noise terror unleashes a bulldozing adrenaline in a barrage frenzy of pugnacious reverberation & rumbling mayhem, trembling volatility ramps up viciously with stampeding rampage amongst an amplified hook in boisterously bouncy grinds in "Every Hole Dripping". "Anally Yours" starts off with more of the same formulaic calamity, as crunchy bombast belts a clobbering foundation in gruesome artillery, injecting a chunky kick in lacerating firepower expertise and flickering bass audibility from thumping rocker Tatu Hämäläinen. "One Tit Wonder" manifests with more rapidly nimble dexterity, dynamically forging a hardened slab of some solid ramifications of raw, rough thuds & sturdy yet sulfurous synergy. Riffing strider Esko Tikkala swerves with monolithic tempo & slaying substance, utilizing organic versatility onto some vehemently venomous strikes that pursue with some sonic stability that's most wild.

"Fuckathon" tramples speakers with ruthless pandemonium & blistering grittiness as guitar chugging maelstrom merges technical rhythms while swift malignance distills a chiseling experimental savagery on monstrously meaty tactics of radically wicked flexibilities in fundamental wrath. "Anti-Sexicon" showcases more sadistic fervor; as stompy piledriving from hammering drummer Kalle Lindfors batters his set with steely yet rambunctious precision, smacking with relentlessly punchy weight & tight snares of scouring menace. "Skin To Skin Contact" salubriously gallops into a frolicking mass of quaking maliciousness, crafting an intense attribute in pounding rippage and blitzkrieg agility. Raspy throatiness from grumbling cord bleeder Hude Huttunen uproarious shouts with yelling barks and bellowing gruntiness, creating a distinct immensity in growling momentum that's most abhorrent.

"She Was Asskissing For It" (rolls eyes) surges with more piercing impact, as impulsing malevolence oppressively soars with rigorous vigor & visceral madness. As a berserking element in desegregating demolition implements a destructive pomposity on razing triggers & thunderous pulverzing that tempestuously steamrolls with anarchy-driven chaos. "Mick Shagger" revels with more nasty thickness, slime & punishment infects eardrums with riot bombing grooves and meltdown motoring. While "Frozen Clit" smothers you right to the core into a face-melting systematic of bruising liquid thrash rage, nothing but clamorous disorder comes out of this record - which supplies more rebellious retribution within "Remove The Hair Of The Heretics". Unraveling rummaging doses in outrageous vivaciousness, volleying potency vibrantly structures with thrilling jolts of bolting execution and empowering strength that makes you want to break chairs over other chairs in a thrusting velocity of diabolically demented and frantically maniacal shroud of seething potential.

"Philharmonia Orgasmtra" is a lesson in violent warfare where nuclear beatdowns compile a persistent perseverance on more rushing gnarliness and beefy brawliness that massively implodes into a drum cymbal of oozing guitar devastation. "Against Infibulation" torments unworthy newcomers who don't appreciate the metal with oblivion scourging tonality, while "Stains" subjugates you with this short vortex of enraged insanity. "Working Ass Hero" perpetually masquerades with more tactile snappiness, where vulgar robustness profusely wallops souls with renegade sludginess & smudgy haste in agonizing hullabaloo that's most smashing. "Fucked With No Vaseline" slushes out with silting filth and dirty grime, as hostile speed pleases those depraved assimilations in tenacious perversion to shag anything in their way. While "Mazophallate" overdrives you with the shortest stamping on the record so far - 11 seconds of mangled aggression.

"I Give Her An Orgasm She Can't Refuse" sounds like an opportunity of a lifetime? Or not... as another short parole of orgasmic dysfunction entices one with some leaking but fluidly polished sweat that derives arduously into a heated arousing hefty headiness and hardened heaviness that's just sinfully repulsive (of the good kind). "Carnal Knowledge" slams obscenely with repulsive transgression in choppy, groundbreaking fervor while pestle mashing methodically blemishes a brutal but cyclonic wave of virtuosic songwriting musicianship that will make you want to take out weapons of rocketing destruction, and destroy everything in sight (maybe fuck too should the desire grow huge). "Self Enema" conjures up more rhythmic degradation, and a blunt force trauma that truncheons heads into a breakneck baton of enforcing atrocity.

The penultimate "©untitled" intrudes bodies into a bone fracturing bang, while the overall concluding epic "Natio(a)nal Erection Day" finishes the record as it did begin. Bottom line; I discovered an enjoyably entertaining deliverance in Death/Grind bashfulness in which will either have you steering away from because of the horny headings, or just ignore that while laughing at them & just rock some justifiable slabbage that will motivate your inner organs with a hell of a good time. Worthy of replaying a good bunch of times should you need some tasteful revs to invigorate energetically with, most definitely check it out - INFERIA most certainly delivered an outdoing performance here.

8 / 10

Excellent

Songwriting

8

Musicianship

8

Memorability

7

Production

8
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"Grind Cumpaign" Track-listing:

1. Every Hole Dripping
2. Anally Yours
3. One Tit Wonder
4. Fuckathon
5. Anti-Sexicon
6. Skin To Skin Cuntact
7. She Was Asskissing For It
8. Mick Shagger
9. Frozen Clit
10. Remove The Hair Of The Heretics
11. Philharmonia Orgasmtra
12. Against Infibulation
13. Stains
14. Working Ass Hero
15. Fucked With No Vaseline
16. Mazophallate
17. I Give Her An Orgasm She Can't Refuse
18. Carnal Knowledge
19. Self Enema
20. Full Metal Shagged
21. ©untitled
22. Natio(a)nal Erection Day

Inferia Lineup:

Hude Huttunen - Vocals
Kalle Lindfors - Drums
Esko Tikkala - Guitars
Tatu Hämäläinen - Bass

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