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"Blacken the sky Can't stand to see the sun The truth of light Reveals the hatred that has won" – I Saw The End by Pallbearer

Votnut: Self Titled

September 8, 2015
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a3973121316_16 Now, I know that this record is over three years old, but Votnut was recently brought to my attention by my friend.  This album did come out in 2012 but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t deserve a review. Votnut is from North Carolina and play an incredibly aggressive style of blackened grind. The six songs that appear on this record are all in short bursts that deal hammer like blows to the face.You get zero atmosphere and zero breaks from the bombastic metallic assault that is Votnut. This self titled release is anything but lackluster.

It seems as though Votnut aimed for the most destructive sound they could possibly muster and what better way to do that by combining grind and black metal. I’m fairly certain that speakers were harmed in the making of this record. Other than the endangerment of speakers, your ear drums are next on the list to be slaughtered like lambs.

The album is a blitzkrieg of fiery metal aimed directly for your head never stopping even for a second as your head explodes. Votnut rip and tear and hack and slash their way through this six track album much like a starving cannibal would through its first prey in months.

Votnut’s ferocity is lead by the furious unrelenting riffs. Even with the songs being just over a minute the guitars hit square in the chest making it seem like you’ve just been listening to them for hours on end. During the assault of the guitars the drums come in to kick you in the kidneys while you’re down. They’re a whirlwind of savagery pummeling and stabbing your ear drums until you can’t quite take it anymore. The beats are nasty and barbaric enough to leave the drum blasts pounding on your skull for days to come. Over the top of all of the chaotic madness that is Votnut, the vocalist screeches and screams his throat shredding vocals over the six songs. If these vocals are something you want to imitate, getting a second throat may be in order before you attempt them.

This thrashing heaping pile of hate and anger doesn’t last too long, so blink and you’ll miss it. The amount of hate and disdain within this record is volatile, and with that said, Votnut explode unleashing the blackened grind assault that is their self titled effort.

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