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- Band:
Plasmodalted - Duration: 00:40:02
- Available since: 01/08/2025
- Label:
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DawnBreed Records
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Gurgling Gore
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Personal Records
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With a title as long as it is improbable and a colorful cover that seems to have come out of a acid trip into a toxic swamp, the plasmodulatedd overlooks the long distance determination, after having first run the gear with demo, split and even a live album. “An ocean ov putrid, sinky, cowardly, disgusting hell” could deceive for its presentation all in all bizarre, but, behind the flows of visual pseudo-humor, a solid, sufficiently mature and inspired discal metal disc is hidden.
The Floridian quartet evidently treasured its apprenticeship, building a proposal that, although anchored to family stylistic features, manages to say something interesting. The production is very accurate and returns a natural, full but not compressed sound, in which each element finds its space: from the intricate but always readable riffs, to get to a well -interpreted rhythmic section and to taste with taste.
The heart of the album is a Death Metal that looks to the nineties without too much sterile nostalgia: there is technique, but without too many tightrope walkers to obscure the load -bearing riffing; There is an atmosphere, but without too insisted environmental drifts. The classic references for this current (Pestilence, Demilich, Nocturnus, etc.) intertwine with more contemporary suggestions: the Blood Incantation of “Interdimensional Exingration” and the more concise pieces of “Starspown”, the nucleus for the synthesis capacity and the streamlined of many riffs come to mind, but also the slimellords, which the plasmodicteds. They seem similar above all for the ability to evoke a surreal, loyal scenario, like a feverish dream sometimes narrated in slow motion.
The main value of the disc is therefore in the balance: where other groups are lost in brain flourishes or smoky atmospheres not always on fire, the plasmodicted try to write songs, remaining on the three/four minutes at the level of average duration and always pushing for a certain tension. Of course, not all the songs stand out in the same way and the tracklist sometimes alternates bright episodes and a little interlocutors. In a vein like this, the pieces should have particular taken from the first plays. In short, the disc requires attention: it is more suitable for a listening in the cap than a distracted consumption. But after the first impact, the desire to return to this fetid and varied ocean, to grasp its hidden details. The Sibillini arpeggios, the synths that insinuate themselves as sulphurous vapors, the lively melodies that emerge suddenly from abrasive sound fabrics: everything contributes to a coherent and elusive musical narrative at the same time.
In a very crowded underground panorama, where yet another Death Metal group often risks drowning in the background noise, the plasmodicated show that they have something to say. They do not revolutionize the genre, but they handle it with discreet intelligence, avoiding the traps of mannerism and pure emulation. As a whole, “An ocean Ov putrid, Stinky, cowardly, disgusting hell” is a debut that intrigues, stimulates and allows glimpse of a certain growth margin. The foundations are all there, and if the US band will be able to further refine its voice, it could be able to impose themselves in that group of formations for those looking for a strange but not sterile, articulated but not self -referential Death Metal.
Daniel D`Amico for SANREMO.FM
