Collection of Butchery

Putrid Pile plays retarded brutal death metal with a drum machine, and they (or he, rather) have very catchy riffs and vocals, in addition to very clear and full production. 'Collection Of Butchery' gurgles, shrieks, blasts and grinds through twelve tracks of retarded delight that I can listen to over and over and over again without every getting bored even though all the tracks are the same and overall the music is very stupid. It's about as mindless as brutal death metal gets and I love it.

Okay, there's very little to say about this music. There's nothing complicated going on. Everything's just working in tandem most of the time: the drum machine blasts or double basses with the occasional bit of syncopated snare (there aren't really any fills at all), the guitars run through sequences of tremolo riffs and Suffocation-type chugging sections, with a fair bit of melody to each, actually, and the vocals alternately gurgle or shriek various socially unacceptable things. The whole thing is structured very sequentially: riff one, riff two, riff three, etc. It's simple, but it allows you to focus on whatever LaCanne wants you to focus on at the time; the chug riff, the screech, etc. It's also to the album's advantage that all those riffs and screeches are executed well, in the context of good songs, and wrapped up in a pretty bow of bass-heavy and crystal clear production.

So, in conclusion, it's musical candy for brutal death metal fans and pretty much exclusively for them. It's dumb and heavy and fast and well-executed, so listen to it if you like songs about people getting set on fire.