Artist: NME
Album: Unholy Death
Year: 1986
Genre: Black
Metal
My god did I go
dead fucking wrong on this album. I’ve
owned this record since 1987 after reading a review in Powerline fanzine. I never got rid of it because the collector
idiot in me said “keep it,” but after numerous tries, the album never
resonated. Anyways, the zine described
them as Seattle’s first black/death metal band and dwelled on the negativity
surrounding the album and the members of the band. They gave the music a strong review and, in
essence, called the lyrics reprehensible; a perfect combination for any
16-year-old seeking the most extreme music on the planet. Obviously, the reviewer had way more vision
than I did since my brain for the past 30 years was never able to handle this
record and always looked at this as a sloppy, noise infused mess. I was gravely mistaken. Unholy Death is unprocessed primordial chaos
that uses mood and texture, not speed, to create their abhorrent cacophony. Its goal is to make you worship Satan, do
drugs and kill things. THIS is what Venom
was supposed to sound like. THIS is what
Warfare was supposed to sound like. THIS
is what Hellhammer was supposed to sound like.
Raw, noisy, simplistic assaults that are as ugly as they are
malevolent. Unholy Death is the kind of record that will make other bands cower
and parents fear for their kids’ safety.
It’s so hateful. The fact these
guys had this going in 1986 is mind-numbing.
Now I’m furious at myself for not realizing their genius long ago.
Listen to "Black Knight" here.
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