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Cumgun is a relatively young band from Quebec, Canada featuring an ex-member of Anal Bleeding. Musically they seem to have strong ties to Cock and Ball Torture’s downtuned slams, even though they just make up to this with some blasts as well. The guitarswork is simple, that kind of riffs that make no sense if you don’t have that ton-heavy rack behind you that pumps basses to the point of saturation. Very dense but also excellently mixed, thanks to the guy from Vomit Remnants who seem to have taken care of the sound engineering. The vocals are maybe the most singular element of difference between this band and mid-history CBT (Opus(sy) period for instance), as they don’t sound harmonized or gargly at all, just totally suine in the Enmity, Bound and Gagged, Sikfuk tradition, very very low and incomprehensible but nonetheless sounding natural. I am not overly enthusiastic for the total pig squeals as they sound a bit more acute to my ears than sane, natural growls (old Broken Hope, old Dying Fetus etc), and possibly could have fitted better a band that wants total density like Cumgun, but I can adapt. Four songs out of nine in this MCd (short songs, indeed) are recorded live from Cryptopsy’s Engineer so you can expect a good sound live as well. I read about a possible full length, might be worth checking out, this MCd is less than 10 fucking minutes!

My French is non-existant so I cannot decyphrate the intros (let alone the squeals they have for vocals) but I suppose they’re from some porn sado-bondage-movie or whatever, just to stay in the holy C.B.T. aura. The packaging is nice for a self-produced product, even though the Photoshop “emboss every-fucking-thing” frenzy has struck here as well. Good concept though, definitely above average, but might be improved.

Summing it up: good goregrind with super-clear production that fits more Brutal Death Metal but the overall feel is nice for lovers of all-around heaviness; I won’t bet on the reaction of those into more filth and crusty rough goregrind (see Pulmonary Fibrosis). And remember, ebossing logos is never a good choice.

1 - Intro 2 - Organ Maggots 3 - The Pus Pectoral Rigid Sector Drag You in Clots Blastomy Finished 4 - Facial Mastification Cadaveric Sub Tumours 5 - Thought the Inflammed Exudation 6 - Ferocious Disgorge Depraving in your Body 7 - Compres of Pulmonary Perenchyma 8 - Deformation & Calcification of Valve 9 - Shortcut 10 - Prelude to Agony 11 - Neuroblastoma Injected by Viral Castocena 12 - Disordered Faeces Junction 13 - 10 extra songs session

Pulmonary Fibrosis are no stranger to releases. While no fucking Agathocles or Nunslaughter they have enstabilished a good roster of tracks in a 7-year span, and this Cd is basically a show of their progression and a glimpse of what’s to come. First 12 tracks are all old live material recorded in 2002 while new tracks from 2006 are contained in a single mega-track at the end of the disc, so basically you hear some change. Musicwise you probably know what to expect; while the sound changes from time to time, apart from minimal stylistical variations the music is striclty goregrind of the old school of early Dead Infection, early Malignant Tumour etc. The guitar riffs are generally superfast and sound almost casual, regurgitated in a mix of garglin’/harmonized vocals and drumming which doesnt’t even try to keep a strict symmetry with the guitars (who’s that for anyway?). Lovely 20-60 seconds songs revamp a bit that old school of goregrind that had NO damn tie with Death Metal. Like said before the sound is dark and humid, so saturated it doesn’t even seem to keep the same volume (as if they’re moving around), kinda typical live stuff.

The packaging is rather bare and stock-full of amateurish errors of presentation. The pictures are depixelated, fuzzy, thrown in the layout as if they were old school cut-and-paste photos. Unluckily the trick doesn’t work very well with computer graphics and so the single-cardboard-sheet you get for cover looks quite cheap despite the ideas are nice. The concept rotates around the mad surgeon theme, in line with their name, I assume (the pulmonary fibrosis is a disfunction where the tissue of the lungs hardens and makes it more diffiicult to oxygenate blood and breathe).

There is a nice bonus video included, which in the beginning I thought was taken in a rehearsal room. Then people started to appear in the corners and I saw a bar serving beers 1 meter from the band. It is a full concert, actually, where you manage to see the band in person. Totally enjoyable poser-free attitute but also no-nonsense. Looks good live, the singer is a big bearded man with some charisma.

This is the first release I hear from this new label Fresh Flesh but they already released a split Cd between our PM and Dahmerized. Overally damn cool old school stuff, the new shit sounds a bit more calculated, replenished with a couple of intermezzos (in the Agathocles vein) but it turns to croaks and chaos as soon as the song starts kicking. Cool stuff.