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180 Degree Murder

by Weston Super Maim

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Ingest the flesh of the Earth Forced through the throat Inhale this manmade waste Pushed into the lungs Feel the floating hate, beating Feel the agony, ripping Raped in the dirt, I am alone in this And I’ve lost my name Gods stripped down, deteriorated Filth flooding the land, we bathe in it I don’t know what’s wrong with me Fuck! My vomit is black Something’s inside my veins Fuck! I’m covered in boils Ripping the dirt from within I am the earth I am the Earth Gorge / regurgitate End me or I erupt I am clawing through the ground Rotating, knotting my veins into rope Now ascending deeper into hell I’ve done the sums on myself Kissing every digit Tap me out Beheading myself Scraping at the skin and reaching for my heart Tap me out All the way from the top down I have seen your nightmares Trotted through your empty homes I have showered in your bile Slipping on your fat I now see the truth I will show you hate
Bone, brain, cock Cell, stem, petal Horn, hoof, thorax Helices At pitiful mass Ground out Monotonous I took all this in I was chosen by The Mother Blame us for the blood Blame us for the screams Witness the final moment when I take everything Your waking dreams, your families It’s all of your doings And the experiment has failed There never was a god Your prayers made this worse No one did shit And you’re fucking worthless My head tilts back The misery enters my body I take it all in, convulsing, gorging on the ugliness Inhaling the waste of your lives The colour leaves your bodies I meditate on the pain of all of humanity My eyes roll back in my head, I'm now in control Authored, erased by my own hand I’ve never seen this in my life It’s scaring me I’m horrified Nothing’s left I’m ending this Fuck this disease-ridden place full of piss and shit Where are we going with anything and everything I will instruct the end of all human beings I will make this right Even in the afterlife Everyone, everyone will die Here I stand at the edge of the world Now gazing to the depths below Nowhere to go but down I’m the last one out and I’m going down


“Weston Super Maim, the duo featuring multi-instrumentalist Tom Stevens (All Of Space, Brown Stratos) and vocalist Seth Detrick (PDP), is here to completely fuck your day up.” MetalInjection.net

“Two tracks - although clocking in at around 15 minutes - of bewildering and brutal tech metal. 180 Degree Murder is a sonic coup, and Weston Super Maim (sic) are certainly ones to watch.” MetalHammer.com

"The sum of these parts is an unrelenting concoction of sadistic time-signatures and illusive groove that channel the outright density of the aforementioned names that forcibly soundtracks the death of existence by the hand of man." EverythingIsNoise.com

"'180-Degree Murder’ is a beast with destructive percussion, earth-shaking bass, off-kilter riffs for days and a vocal delivery that’s out of this world heavy.” ThisNoiseIsOur.com

"‘180 Degree Murder’ is a cacophony of hard slabs plus squalling bleeping fretwork, roaring, ground-razing vocals and an air of explosive violence as guttural roars set against the most pulverizing of riffs." AuralAggravation.com

"It’s best to think of the fifteen minutes of audio terror here as one continuous song. The title track starts with the same drop-tuned violence as Car Bomb with a mathcore crunch that could grace the first Periphery album or even Meshuggah’s Destroy Erase Improve. Guitars pound your ears like frenzied hammer blows and compete against Detrick’s nose-bleeding vocals for supremacy in a contest that leaves you shaking like an innocent bystander caught up in a horrific drive-by shooting. This is extreme metal at its bone-shaking best, full of spasmic changes and sordid aggression. You’ve no idea what’s coming next and will not expect the cacophony of white noise and distorted bass that follows, like New York industrialists, The Body. Never mind a bull in a china shop, this is like Godzilla stomping through the London underground." ScreamBlastRepeat.com

“The base line is that it is at times ferociously heavy, with Meshuggah type angular time signatures, the abstract progressiveness of Car Bomb combined with the concrete welding riffage of Crowbar. It’s simply brutal. And yet, there’s a haunting, eerie feel to it with blasts of melody and more gentle passages that strangely juxtapose comfortably. In particular, the longer of the two tracks, the nine-minute ‘We Need to Talk About Heaven’ ebbs and flows with a fluidity that belies the expected impact.” TheRazorsEdgeRocks.com


released July 16, 2021

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