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Adzes​/​Putrescine Split

by Adzes

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Engraver 08:34
There is a weakness in the flesh A poisoned splinter steals our breath At first gently, still unknown In time pain cracks the bone As cold descends Nausea without end Engrave these words upon your heart It doesn't matter how virtuous you are Our bodies all are doomed to fail How fragile is this mortal veil Pierced by steel in fullest flood Introduce the poison into blood It attacks you and your cancer Hope this kills it slightly faster Engrave these words upon your heart It doesn't matter how fortunate you are Our bodies all will cease, will halt How or when, it's not your fault Death is our fate Our graves await Be not afraid Be not ashamed Our loves remain Our hearts engraved
Lifeless and alien Bodies a poisonous red They murder their creators Furtive daggers in willing hands They pursue the living They trample the dead Unleashed by the acts Of a thousand pallid functionaries Who stand perplexed Palms upraised A chorus of doubt Behind gilded masks A thousand blind machinists Each responsible for a piece Of this effort that leads To this machine of slaughter Yet my hands are among Those of the guilty This is my hand on the knife Furtive daggers in the night How could I have known
The Impulse 06:52
Everywhere I turn Systems decay Smoke in the air Disease on the lips I repeat empty motions My hands turn to fists To prevent any more From escaping my grip Corrupted The flesh rots off the bone Corrupted The failing structure exposed Corrupted The blind need to control Corrupted No gods, no masters I tell myself, sure But still these bastards Control my future Can I escape? Would that be right? And what about those left behind? I don't know where to turn Desperation
Another day of the trudge A hunched limp carries them Like thrall marching into The belly of the machine Absent of humanity Itemized and systematized Stripped down to 7 digits That’s all you are to them You dare tell me I’m free You dare call this a life They take a third of my day Yet leave scraps for pay Stability but a fantasy A pleasure for those born golden A home, heat, and rest from hunger A pleasure for those carry the burden A fast grip on that little ledge Is all we have to hold us As fingers on the leather ledger Mark your labor’s worth I yearn to taste freedom But have been cursed by birth As fingers on the leather ledger Mark your labor’s worth
The world is swallowed in a growing sun As the horse of famine gallops The beast of capital follows And where his tracks start The black horse of death wallows With war in his left hand And pestilence in the right The beast commands the world All have fallen before its might You dare call this stage late As the machine reaches its peak It’s merely the beginning Of a future barren and bleak Bleak Bleak Bleak Bleak Bleak is the sky all red with fire As cities are frozen by pure avarice Why prevent the flames of destruction When disaster was capital’s construction Blind swipes of the reaper’s scythe Curved blade, harvester of life As all the grain wastes away And waves break the quay Floods run from tears of ice Filling the world’s rolling dice Gamblind flesh against profit Where no cost wills forfeit And still that machine will run beyond the end The seas are awash with acid and plastic Their currents shall shift and twist Two degrees until its catastrophic And still that beast will persist Upon the ruins the beast will build With blood and bone and steel Never will its thirst be filled Or stop to give time to heal Bleak is the sky from ash As the fire has consumed the world Why prevent the flames of destruction When disaster was capital’s construction


Putrescine is back with their second split of the year, once again featuring all-new material not slated for an upcoming LP. Here, their progressive flag fully unfurls, featuring a track that clocks in at just over 13 minutes, a first for the group. Like many bands that wait to debut lengthier material, Putrescine makes this piece feel special, crenelating it with unique parts, orchestral interludes, avant-garde textures, splashes of jazz and space rock and prog as well as the requisite crunch of traditional death metal. This is their most adventurous material but also their most satisfying of their career thus far, realizing an ambition that has been on display since their demo. It feels not unlike watching a young Blood Incantation taking the first tentative steps toward the heights they would one day reach, or a particularly Voivod-soaked writing session for the Gorguts crew. Fans of not just death metal but the weirder and more adventurous end of extreme metal and progressive rock will find a lot to chew on here, as well as a somewhat punky spirit in resisting what we are often told are the acceptable bounds of this style.

Adzes match this punkish spirit of non-punk material with their own hybrid of sludge and post-metal. Their material here sounds closer to Helmet by way of Isis, cutting the lengthy instrumental passages for the hefty grooves of the former while retaining the literary lyrics and sophisticated arrangements of the latter. This hybrid of methods in particular allows Adzes to cut through the noise often generated by post-metal following its primary boom in the 2000s, completely bypassing the stereotypes of lengthy tedious songs for ones that are compact and cutting. This material might best be summarized as the closing of a circle started when groups like Neurosis and Isis began that "atmospheric sludge" revolution, taking the lessons learned by that increased space and sense of more progressive arrangements and bringing it back to the leaner and heavier material of a group like Eyehategod or Iron Monkey. There is a meanness to their work that matches its political fervor, at times feeling almost like an interstitial sound between Justin Broadrick's work with Napalm Death and Godflesh.

Where Putrescine's previous split of the year was one marked by convergence of sound, this one is marked by difference. Adzes is music of the street while Putrescine is music of space and spirit. There is a holistic completion to this set, a dyad of thought that becomes a unity. We hope you enjoy.

written by Langdon Hickman, 2022


released September 23, 2022

Tape version with digital download available at euphoriadic.bandcamp.com/album/adzes-putrescine-split

Adzes is Forest Bohrer
Mastered by db at Euphoriadic Studios

Putrescine is:
Marie McAuliffe-Vocals, guitar, drum programming
Trevor Van Hook-Vocals, guitar
Zac Sanders-Lead guitar, bass

Viola on In a Growing Sun by Calin Kim
Cover art by Marie McAuliffe
Produced by Zac Sanders at Dying Empire Productions
Mixed and Mastered by Erol Ulug at Bright Lights Studio


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