New mischief for Putred.
From the heart of Transylvania, Romania, Filip (vocals, Necrotum, Vorus, ex-Demoted…), Uriel (guitar, Morbicus, Necrorite, Reveler, Vorus…), Corina (bass, Reveler, Vorus, ex-Deimos) and Ficus (drums, Psychiatry) announce Megalit al putrefactiei, their second album, via Memento Mori.
The band take us into their darkness with Obida, a rather eerie introduction where a guitar tries to bewitch us, but we quickly find ourselves confronted with heaviness on Dominare malefica, the first composition. The Old School sound easily crushes us, coupled with those thick cavernous vocal parts that add an unhealthy touch to the dissonant harmonics and ominous solo, but the band do it again with Aura macabra, hitting us again with oppressive riffs. The band keep a jerky and rather slow approach where leads sometimes fly freely, then the musicians go wild again with Spectre torturate, offering livelier parts like those wild double kick rolls. We then move on to Necromantie, where the atmosphere darkens even further, becoming ominous before the raw power resurfaces at an apathetic pace, barely revived by that morbid solo, but Megalit al putrefactiei changes the game and offers us a much more stirring tone. The drums once again lead the charge, but the other musicians are never far away, making the rhythm catchy and irregular, just as on Parasit in purgatoriu, one of the most effective tracks on this album, which allows the band to pick up the pace a little. Inscriptii antice follows, returning to a slower pace, but offering a few more energetic waves and a chaotic solo before a powerful finale, followed by Era morbiditatii where the atmosphere becomes infernal once again, something that the riffs will confirm and amplify with a rather morose naturalness. The album comes to a close with Critical Madness, a cover of Autopsy, undoubtedly one of the band’s main influences, which it manages to adapt with ease to its greasy, aggressive touch.
Putred brilliantly recaptures the Old School Death heritage with a touch of the greatest Doom, making Megalit al putrefactiei the perfect descendant of the scene. Heaviness and aural grease are the order of the day!
85/100