But what of the tunes? Well, they're a bit challenging. It's verging on proper hard work giving these fuckers a listen. Check out Gestated Human Slurry -- there's some seriously odd timings going on there. Not to mention a bit of Seinfeld-esque slap bass. Nice filthy vocals, lead guitar a bit too far back in the mix but that could be just the shitty speakers on my laptop. Cracking ending though. And of course it's a large song title, but that's because this mob are masters of the large song title. Slight confusion regarding the name of the band is forgotten when confronted with the aforementioned, plus gems such as Masticated Remains of Detruncation (translation: the remains of a bit of the body that's been lopped off and chewed up), Side Order Of Flies, and Viscous Dermal Tissues Necrotising In Venereal Quagmire.
As an aside, I really like the word viscous. It's not only a great word in itself, with a really nasty feel to it, but a friend of mine once made the typo -- I hope -- of claiming to have just done a really viscous fart. Laugh? I nearly shat. Which seems apt.
Anyway, much like every death metal band I've come across recently, Infected Disarray have embraced the latest trend in describing their music, pigeon-holing, genre definition. The technique seems to be similar to playing with poetry fridge magnets: simply take a bag full of words related, even tangentially, to metal, pick four or five out at random and arrange into something that makes the least nonsense. Accordingly ID describe themselves as SICKENING BRUTAL BLASTING DEATH GRIND!!! Good effort lads.
Infected Disarray, then. Hurry up and announce some gigs y'bastards.
- myspace.com/infecteddisarray
- infecteddisarray.co.uk -- shame their graphics guy couldn't spell "discography" :-(
- grindethic.co.uk -- same label as Fleshrot, innit
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