Friday, July 13, 2012
Placentophagia - Feast on Thyself (2012)
Why am I going on this rant? Because Placentophagia, a band I want to enjoy, narrowly avoid falling into the trap, if for only one reason--their music isn't as ludicrous as what their peers are recording. Placentophagia have the vile lyrics. They have the rotten cover art. They even have the dreadful song titles. The Ontarians seemingly fit the formula to a T, nail on the head and all. The band's first EP provides the much needed--or detested--thrill for this sort of style, but they back their music with fairly decent musicianship and a clear understanding of the building blocks that make up death metal.
As always, music is entirely subjective. To be honest, I really want to like Placentophagia, and I do to some extent. But with their crude theme, as well as an automated brand of death metal, I find it hard to move past the gory imagery and cover art. Still, I can't help but think the band's whole deal is smugly tongue-in-cheek as they get a few laughs over shocked bystanders. Fortunately for Placentophagia, this is only their debut EP, and it isn't uncommon to see a huge improvement around the time a full-length hits shelves--or in this day and age, cyberspace.