Band:	Desecravity
Album:	Implicit Obedience
Style:	Brutal death metal, Technical death metal
Release date:	January 2012

01. Into The Unknown
02. Enthralled In Decimation
03. Immortals' Warfare
04. Demonize The Old Enemy
05. Hades
06. Condemnation
07. The Collapse Of Religion
08. Extinction With Hatred
09. Dark Dimension

Japanese brutal death metal. Guess how crazy this shit's gonna be?

Well... it's not like Sigh meets Suffocation crazy, but there's definitely a unique element to Desecravity's sound: riffs. Like a fuck-ton of face-melting, brutal, technically-driven riffs. Just when you think it's time for these guys to take their foot off the gas pedal and start chugging like mad, they break out an entirely new set of complex riffs. No big deal. It's like they went mining for riffs and found the Gold Country of California. Only without all the slaughter of Native Americans and stuff (although I'm sure at least some fingers were harmed in the making of this album, so there's your violence).

It's Riff City, Riff Central Station, the World Riff Center... whatever you wanna call it, there's just a boatload of riffs.

Not only is this an absolute riff-fest with an insane level of technicality, but the songs actually flow. Like... like a story or something. In a brutal death metal album. That's pretty rare in this genre. Think early Gorod with some Deeds Of Flesh for a comparable reference. You get your face filled with some inhumane, utterly stupid brutality in terms of chugging riffs and breakdowns, while that "smart" section of your brain - what little remains - can actually pick out some of the more "intelligent" aspects of the music.

Think of Einstein having his balls crushed with a sledgehammer.

There are other instruments too, it's not just some guitars. The drummer somehow manages to keep pace with the insanity, even adapting to the several sporadic changes in tempo, crushing the listener with some heavy double-bass work. And of course, that's all backed up by some Marianas Trench-depth growls and some excellent bass. Sack up and spread your legs, because Implicit Obedience is going to mash your pebbles into dust.