Monday morning. Facing another week of mind-numbing work, I needed something to get me up and running. Cocaine was out of the question, so I put on the 1991 Impetigo release, Faceless, on Wild Rags Records.
Grindcore from Illinois seems as unlikely as political hip hop from Cheyenne, but here it is. Four listed songs plus one "hidden" track, Impetigo delves up some serious horror on this slab grey vinyl. "Mortado," "Dis-Organ-Ized," "Bloody Pit of Horror," "Sinister Urge" and "Faceless" are all good songs. They aren't pleasant, but when you find yourself dreading the upcoming day it is sure a lot healthier than, say, any number of things.
"Naked and sweating/Let the beatings begin." That's a line from "Bloody Pit of Horror." It sums up the e.p. quite well. The audience that is looking forward with masturbatory glee to Smash is the same audience that would be appalled by "Mortado crucified/Skewered to a tree" in "Mortado." That suits me just fine. This release isn't for them. It's for the people who understand why someone would go "hunt humans."
In the end, Impetigo's Faceless is less a blueprint for murder and more an adaptation of an EC comic book. Its over-the-top violence is cathartic in a purely anti-social way. It never got play on mainstream radio stations, and it was never "acceptable." The world needs things like that, a lawn mower to the flowers, a piece of glass to lobotomized eyes. It makes Mondays safe for everyone.
What did you listen to?
Mandatory FTC Disclaimer: I bought this, bitches.
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