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Album Review: Glorior Belli – Gators Rumble, Chaos Unfurls

Posted by Morgan Ywain Evans on Tuesday, December 17, 2013 at 11:47 AM (PST)
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The latest from the French gloomsters Glorior Belli is a red hot scorcher of swamp ouija hellfire, black and blues metal manifesting with evil glee hellbent on shackling you prisoner in a ramshackle shack and skullfucking you while gators laugh.I know a lot of great BM comes from France and just killer music in general from my years working for (the French really pay attention the the real underground and the sociology or true history of rock n roll across the spectrum, in my experience). But yeah, I was blown away by Gators Rumble, Chaos Unfurls. From the Celtic Frost grunts of the churning “Wolves At My Door” to the brimming with “some shit is gonna go down hard” suspense building of bad ass opener “Black Powder Roars”, this is a winner through and through. I love that the grimy screams are just this side of intelligible and the mix straddles the line perfectly between cool sounds and not so hi-fi it ruins the crusty BM experience (while still not sounding like total hissy shit just meant for cassette release in 1993).

If you can handle a smirk and jokes about chaos and gators thrown into a sick and truly menacing BM album with very potent musicianship, this is totally for you. I love the whole NOLA scene so this appeals to the part of me that glowers alone listening to EyehateGod or Down as much as I also can enjoy Nachtmystium’s “Scorpio Incarnate”, Aosoth or even Necroblaspheme.”Aint No Pit Deep Enough” swaggers and churns seas of blood with conviction to spare while I would kill to see these guys live launching into “From One Rebel To Another” (which, with all due utmost respect, wallops what C.O.C. are currently up to). People who aren’t keen on the styles rolled up in a spliff together on this evil grinning croc skull of a disc need to get their chicken heads cut off and used in a dark ritual. The bass tone on this is so dope. This shit will make succubus panties drop and sloppy seconds boglands boil. Seriously, how can you not dig “le Blackout Blues”. It literally makes me want to scream for joy and cut people’s faces off when the vocals roar in and the tempo ramps up. These black cats know what they are doing and do it well. Steve Irwin is wearing fucking corpsepaint and riding your sea cow mom from beyond the grave! 5 god damn stars/dropping glasses just to hear them break!


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