Fuck...I'm Dead - Bring on the Dead (Razorback Records, 2001)

So this is the first of a few grindcore albums that I'll be "reviewing" on here. (I honestly don't like calling it reviewing but I really don't know what else to call it.) For the ignorant out there, grindcore is just about as close as you can get to noise and have it still be considered music. The song lengths are really short and thank the fucking lord because even as a fan of this, it can get old quick. It's just some good old brutal fun. Fuck...I'm Dead could be classified as deathgrind. So like grindcore but with more low end? I forget and who the fuck cares, let's just listen....

Commentary:

• METAL. SUBSTANCE OF STRENGTH AND HONOR.
• Okay, holy shit, I have no idea what their saying.
• This commentary is going to be short....
• Maybe they aren't actually saying anything.
• The one song's lyrics I actually found online was literally just like UGHHH AIIE UA UA OHHHH
• Oh, octave chords....
• BREAK IT DOWWWWWWN.
• I still don't know how to do pitch harmonics.
• Oh shit, an army of hermaphrodites?
• Actually sounds like he's saying something. Still have no fucking clue what though.
• I'd prefer my fucktoy not to be feral, thank you very much.
• Oh shit, was that bubbling coming from his throat?
• Not healthy, bro.
• The sound clips they use are hilarious.
• "Into metal?" "As long as it's heavy."
• Delicious Dolop? 
• Of what, bro?
• lol my brother just caught me making stupid faces and airdrumming blast beats.
• Oh, reminds me of a dead baby joke.
• What's difference between a baby and an apple?
• I don't come in an apple before I take a bite out of it.
• Aw, that riff should have went on longer.
• Ew, does that mean what I think it means?
• Wow, I'm writing way more than I thought I would.
• RAH RAH RAH, RAH, RAHRAHRAH
• You don't mean that.
• One day even I'm going to forget what these slightly cryptic comments mean.
• Isn't that weird?
• Is it even possible to just be slowly fucked by a chainsaw?
• Don't care what the person says, at some point it'll become rape.
• Ew.
• I wonder how many calories a metal drummer burns in a show.
• I need to go to a grindcore show one day.
• Forgot these guys weren't American.
• Really? A forty eight minute silence? Just for that little soundbite?

Quality shit. Gets your head banging, doesn't turn into mindless noise (well, not too often at least). What else can I say?

Krom approves. Though really, with a name like Fuck...I'm Dead, how could he not?

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