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RANDOM VIOLENCE RECLASSIFIED AS A GOOD THING!
In conversation with a Jamaican buddy of mine, I bit the bullet and broached a topic that'd been gnawing at my cranium. Despite the potential of my inquiry to shatter all notions of political correctness and its perpetuation of urban/racial stereotypes, I needed to know: What's the deal with Jamaican dudes and their attraction to, shall we say, heavy-set Caucasian women for whom trailers are used as long-term accommodation? Attempting to recreate the patois of his reply here would be impossible, but apparently said attraction has something to do with the downward force that comes with ample girth and gravity during girl-on-top copulation positions. Among the many, many, many horrifying things said explanation got me pondering, was how the hourglass figure sometimes gets forsaken for the brick shithouse; how the tender and sensual often makes way for the rough and tumble; why some voluntarily sign up for no-limit Ultimate Fighting over that weak-ass boxing shit, where "combatants" get penalized for hitting below the belt. This also explains why Oklahoma's Destroyer Destroyer rule so fucking much.
There's nothing nice about this album. There's no attempt at subtlety or nuance, musical cohesion is treated with extreme prejudice and if you're looking for melody, I suggest that's what you name your first born daughter, 'cause you're not going find any of that crap here. Imagine taking Converge, Today Is the Day and Gaza, subtracting whatever shiny-happiness exists and shooting what's left in the chest with an air-rifle—there you have the screaming, wailing mess of Destroyer Destroyer. "Songs" like "A Golden Technique," "Off the Beaten Path," We've Been Had" and "The Feeling Is Mutual" are all awesome in their discordant brutality and WTF? factor, but you likely won't remember much once Littered With Arrows is done and you're wiping drool and blood off your chin. Indeed, it helps to be in a team-leader-immolating, neighbor-throat-slashing, Wal-Mart-greeter-disemboweling mood to best appreciate this beautiful fucking mayhem. (9/10)
—Kevin Stewart-Panko
8:22 PM
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