Amoclen - Diagnosis: Grindcore
Czech grind motherfuckers will fuck you so hard with their surgically precise grindcore, it'll leave you lifeless and completely flat. Amoclen's music comes across like a grinding steam roller out on a mission to decimate your existence.
"Diagnosis: Grindcore" is an unmoral and corrupt display of grindcore gone insane to the point of a total mental breakdown without any limitations beyond your very control. Imagine a drug induced seizure, whereby your body contorts into all sorts of malformed patterns of complete self-destruction. Listening to Amoclen's brand of viral, disease infecting grind brings images of immense human suffering at its worst fucking form.
Case in point, just one look at that their album art of a surgeon gruesomely operating on himself is quite a sight here. People, this is what sick and twisted nightmares stem from. Amoclen is a band hell bent on frying your mind and thoughts on corrosive grindcore. What SICK, motherfucking human being is capable of carrying out such a heinous task of surgically fixing him or herself.
Personally, I rather not say more over here, as I will spoil some sick surprises you'll find on this album. Highly recommended for fans of General Surgery, early Carcass, Phobia, Aborted and Napalm Death. Sarjoo Devani