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Fractured Insanity - When Mankind Becomes Diseased...

When Mankind Becomes Diseased - 100%

Skullfucked, March 14th, 2008

This is some seriously intense shit. Imagine Decapitated on speed, add in a little twist of Hate Eternal and you have our good friends Fractured Insanity. Diminished in no way by its obvious Decapitated worship, this album will do all it can to rip you open and destroy your very soul.

The album starts of with “Nihility”, a creepy little intro that sounds like the damned spirits of Gehenna are trying to get out of your speakers. After a rising intro, the music starts abruptly with “Eternal Disease”, which instantly leaps out and disembowels you on thundering blastbeats and punishing riffs. Right from the beginning you can tell the production on this disc is superb, for this kind of music at least. Clean and crisp, but with a raw edge that makes them sound much more organic. All of the instruments are clearly audible, with an exception to the bass, which pops in and out of hearing, and the vocals are mixed in just at the right level, so they’re not too overpowering.

And oh the vocals! Like a deeper version of Sauron’s legendary growls on Winds of Creation, this man is god when it comes to the microphone. The almost never varying vocal style might get monotonous with other vocalists, but not Svograth, his subtle pitch shifts being more than enough to satisfy the need for change in technique.

The guitar work is very riff orientated, almost no solos or melodic bridges to be found here, just a constant crushing wall of sound originating from the SOLO guitarist, and with the ridiculous amount of skill found here, that’s a hard fact to believe. The bass is very good as far as I can tell, especially if he’s keeping up with the rest of the band, which is no mean feat, although the listening experience would be that much better if it were audible all the time. Finally, but no least, is the drums. If the band where a well oiled combustion engine, than the beast behind the kit would be the pistons. Almost constant double kick batters you into submission throughout the entire album, leaving your ears ringing and your heart pounding. The man almost never slows down, and one wonders if he has limbs of steel to withstand the tremendous stamina required for such an assault.

I highly recommend for lovers of all metal, especially tech death in the vain of Decrepit Birth’s new offering and Sarpanitum’s Despoilment of Origin. Buy or die