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Hyped as one of the
main New Wave of American Death Metal bands, Dying Fetus play a souped
up brand a death similar in style to a lot of those Florida bands that
were and are so prevalent. Main differences? Dying Fetus write some
pretty technical stuff, complete with flashy guitar licks, good use
of bass, and lightning speed percussion (yeah, I know, sounds familiar!) but
there's something that pushes them to the forefront of the listening stack.
It may be the production, which chooses to emphasize the highs, including
a nice 'pop' snare attack, kinda similar to what Vader had on Sothis.
The fluidity of the guitar lines is damn impressive as well, convincing
me that these guys spend a lot of time practicing. There's an air
of the band not taking themselves too seriously, most evidenced by the
lyrics, most of which encompass some pretty juvenile yet really
angry reading material. Not really a problem though, as Gallagher's vocal
style only ranges from the sickly grunts to a few interspersed intelligible
lines. Sticking to the music, Dying Fetus deliver their magic poison
at Mach 3, decimating anything and everything in it's path. You say you
like Morbid Angel, Deicide, Suffocation? Then get Killing on Adrenaline,
it's all that plus a whole lot more.
9 out of 10
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