I like my death metal concise. Get in, kill everyone get out. Greece’s Murder Made God agree with me; their second album Enslaved clocks in at a sleek thirty-two minutes. It’s just over half an hour of thick ‘n’ chunky brutality that kicks the living shit out of you without overstaying its welcome.
You’re probably thinking that such a short excercise in brutal death metal is nothing but blast-blast-blast-repeat; in the case of Enslaved, you’d be dead wrong. Sure, drummer Tolis B. isn’t afraid to bring the double bass-fueled pain, but the band also relies on a heaping helping of groove to get the point across. This not only serves to make songs such as “Victims” and ” “Assassines!” impressively catchy by BDM standards, but also keeps the album from falling victim to the mind-numbing speed trap.
In addition to being dynamic, Enslaved sounds great. It seems as if I’ve been bombarded with a slew of poorly produced brutal death metal albums of late, which makes this a pleasant reprieve from the onslaught of overpowering vocals, too goddamn loud snares and typewriter-attack kick drums. Well balanced and heavier than the stars of My Six Hundred Pound Life pre-surgery, this is what a brutal death metal album is meant to sound like; deep, dark and devastating.
Murder Made God could very well be onto something with their precise, concise and highly energetic take on the genre. It’s too early to tell whether or not Enslaved will be able to hold its own in a year when Wormed and Katalepsy are putting out new albums, but it’s a damn fine slab of hard-grooving, skull-smashing brutal death metal, and sometimes that’s all you need.