RUIDO ASESINO VIENE ACOMPAÑAR LA IDEA TRANSFORMADA EN TRABAJO Y EL TRABAJO EN ACCION DE INFINIDAD DE PERSONAS QUE DIA CON DIA LUCHAN A FAVOR DE UN MUNDO MAS JUSTO, DE UN MUNDO MEJOR, POR QE ES UN RUIDO ASESINO OF PENDEJOS AND PENDEJADAS.
JESUCRISTO MENTIROSO
RUIDO SIN MANDATO, NI OBEDIENCIA
Being the bonehead monolingual murican I am, I’m barely able to understand any of the lyrics on Salamanca band Jesucristo Mentiroso’s new full-length Ruido Asesino, so it’s a testament to the strength of even just the vocal performances themselves that 1) a great deal of the meaning and sentiment still permeates my thick skull, and 2) there are more than a few parts that are impossible not to sing (or shout) along to. The title cut also opens the album, setting the spike-lined stage for what’s to come: multifarious, complementary assaults of ragged-throat screams, bottom-of-the-gut growls, and emotive straightforward speech; viciously technical meat-and-potatoes grind riffs played with dizzying speed and perfect imperfection; detailed, engaging songwriting that makes each track feel like its own self-contained spectacle of chaos. Classic metal covers are often rough territory for newer extreme bands, so I was a bit nervous for the rendition of Motörhead’s “Iron Fist,” but the raucous quintet handily pulls it off with a generous helping of traditional shred from guitarist Javi. And then the three miniatures following that are sheer lunacy, all of the mayhem spread across the preceding expanse now crammed into 90 seconds. The diaphanous bleakness of mood piece “Importancia” is a fitting closer, giving time to collect oneself after the thrashing just received.
Noise Not Music 