Dead Norwegians,
Israeli Disco Grind,
and Satan's Penis:
The Pulp Reality of the Metal Underground
Descent by Ian Christe
"Some imagine for some weird reason that Death Metal is something
normal and available for everyone," Morbid/Mayhem vocalist
"Dead" told an interviewer prior to his 1991 suicide. "If you go
into an ordinary school, you will surely see half of them wearing Morbid Angel,
Autopsy, and Entombed shirts, and once again I will vomit! Death Black Metal is
something all ordinary mortals should fear, not make into a trend!"
Metal is one of the most inhuman art forms ever invented, a cross between
classical music and pure sadism. It's also a lot like a carnival, full of
larger than life characters and illusions. The strict moral code evolves constantly,
embracing blue jeans one year and wild costumes the next; always exalting
something, whether silly, fascistic, optimistic, escapist, or childlike, but
always played to the hilt.
Death metal was ignored in infancy and mocked in adolescence. Now the headstrong
scene is branching out into computers, noise, opera, crime, and the avant
garde, twisting the story of the underground into a tale of obsessive
innovation, reaction, and counter-reaction.
Anatomy of the Metal People
"The speed/death metal influence among the [Native Americans] is
absolutely striking," writes an observer from Arizona. "There are
unique, interesting reservation-only 'scenes' each with their own quirky
fixations due to their isolation. Gila River Indians love Cannibal Corpse above
everything else, Pimas dig Sepultura. They have their own bands that isolate
their little niches further out on the branches of the metal tree. The elders
are regularly sitting in the store bemoaning how the kids are forsaking
tradition for that godawful noise. And then there's the every-so-often
livestock mutilation mini-controversy."
Rockers the world over are going out of control, and they need a soundtrack.
The New York Times Magazine reported on Cuban metalheads who chose to inject
themselves with AIDS and waste away in state asylums rather than cut their hair
and be drafted to Castro's army. American teens from Nevada to New Jersey are
continually attracted to the romanticism of the suicide pact. In Norway, musicians themselves
have torched at least thirteen of the country's oldest churches and killed two
of their peers.
"People don't realize," says Bill Yurkiewicz, co-founder of metal
indie Relapse Records. "They're so caught up in the mainstream and what
everyone else is talking about, they don't even know that all this stuff exists
out there."
Alternative rock is the mainstream's toy, becoming more ridiculous and
embarrassing every year as bands like Bad Religion, Smashing Pumpkins, and Nine
Inch Nails struggle to protest that they're different than Huey Lewis and the
News or REO Speedwagon.
Meanwhile, Slayer's latest album -- depicting a fan slicing their name into
his arm with a razor blade -- debuts at number one in Billboard. Metal likes
attention, but it won't abide compromise.
The extreme metal underground has a peculiar propensity to surface under
extreme conditions: Native American reservations and American inner cities,
South Pacific Islands, Eastern Europe, and South America. Big acts like Napalm
Death and Deicide often tour music-starved Buenos Aires, Tel Aviv, Poland,
South Africa, Brazil, and the former Soviet Union, serenading the most violent
points on the planet with the music of strife.
Cold Hands, Black Hearts
While
all sufficiently hideous and bizarre in their own right, early '80s death metal
from Brazil's Sepultura, Sweden's Bathory, Germany's Sodom, and Switzerland's
Hellhammer (Celtic Frost) could be characterized as poorly-executed tributes to
Venom. Traditional heavy metal acts earned a following with constant touring
and pompous anthems, but Venom blasted singalong Satanic noise that
embraced obscurity as a worthy end. During one pyro-laden London gig, the
clumsy antiheros nearly blew up their frontman, Cronos. Ultimately the band
became fetishized musical contraband for bedroom rockers the world over. A
recent Venom tribute CD has Therion, Afflicted, Deceased, and Immolation
canonizing their music -- Bathory and Celtic Frost tributes have also been
announced.
The devil has big muscles, lots of money and power, and no friends, so he
makes a great dancing partner for the disaffected. Every time it seems the
metal scene has kicked its jones for Old Nick, back spins the crypto-Satanic
cycle with pentagrams and upsidedown crosses. Now, inspired by the inventive
music and horrific real-life escapades of Norwegian Black Metal, young boys and
girls are again busting out capes and swords, dabbing on white greasepaint, and
inking in horrid black frowns on their faces.
"I think a lot of them are more experimental than most other extreme
metal bands," says Kevin Sharp, screamer of Brutal Truth, who has also
collaborated with John Zorn and the Boredoms. "It's the same thing as when
punk and hardcore came out, they used to wear the arm bands or whatever for
total shock value, just to say 'I'm a total shithead asshole.'"
Taking inspiration from Bathory and local legend Mayhem, Norwegian bands are
combining cackling speed noise with the haunting chords of medieval and early
music melodies. Scandinavian side projects like Arcturus (Emperor, Mayhem,
Ulver) and Storm (Darkthrone) are tossing out the speed factor altogether,
reviving traditional folk music and singing balefully in their native tongues.
In interview after interview, artists are professing their affinity for
solitude and contemplation in nature. "Usually, we do walk to the Mighty
Isle of Men during the later hours," Ovl. Svithjod of In the Woods told Petrified
zine. "We lit a fire, put on some spiritual music/soundtracks and
talk/reflect on later happenings in life. It is indeed like balm for our
souls."
Though Immortal's Battles in the North depicts two angry clown
warriors posed in the snow, Enslaved's Frost tosses aside excess for a
simple photo of a flowing fjord. Fellow Norwegians Emperor and Mortiis evoke an
ambitiously sorrowful synthesis of lost kingdom folk music and ruthless black
metal. Count Grishnackh, a convicted murderer, professes the goal of his
techno-influenced Burzum is "to stimulate the fantasy of mortals."
Further confusing the distinction between fantasy and reality, bands from
Germany, Sweden, Japan, and Poland now boast of church burning and graveyard
desecrations, too. Americans seem eager to join in the unholy fun. There are
many who would like to see intense music move beyond such sensational antics,
but the idea of an open war on religion is not considered unappealing.
"Let's put it this way: I'm an atheist, but I have a lot of contempt
for Christianity," says Brutal Truth bassist Dan Lilker, a lanky New
Yorker whose main societal goal is the legalization of hemp. "They've had
a stranglehold on ethics and values for 2000 years. I think it's cool that
someone is really spitting in the face of that."
Satanville, Florida
The ante for evil has been upped for black metal's dopey and macho older
brother death metal. Promoted by word of mouth among maniacal fans worldwide,
purely underground bands like Death, Morbid Angel, Sadus, and Necrophagia sold
tens of thousands of self-produced demo tapes in the 1980's. Now a
million-selling musical genre, death metal is facing stylistic bankruptcy and
market overkill.
"Death metal is definitely not dead," says Matt Jacobson,
Yurkiewicz's partner at Relapse. "A lot of death metal labels popped up
when the music started to get really popular. They weren't run by people who
were truly into the music, they just wanted to make money. We can see now that
a lot of those companies are going out of business are suffering. Things are
still thriving and growing at outrageous rates for us, and I think it's because
we had our hearts in it from the beginning."
The beginning would be 1985, when singer/guitarist "Evil" Chuck
Schuldiner led the group Death to create exaggeratedly evil and naive hardcore
metal in his basement. His home state Florida subsequently earned a reputation
for the music through Obituary, Deicide, Death bullpen band Massacre, and North
Carolina emigres Morbid Angel. Altogether they are the meat and potatoes of
American death metal, remarkable for adapting intense sounds to a formidable
level of musicianship and theatrical flair.
Satanists Deicide and Morbid Angel twist classic ideas of musicality to show
their heathen nature, only to see Christian bands like Mortification and Living
Sacrifice apply the same ferocious detuned pounding as an affirmation of faith.
Furthermore, on their debut for the Equal Vision label, the Hare Krishna
followers in 108 apply the same positive monkish zeal to death metal that
others have long practiced on the hardcore punk scene.
A longer-standing reaction to the glut of guttural vocals and belching
guitar riffs is doom metal, a paradigm in search of the slowest, most
emotionally-compelling melancholy sounds. Heavily in debt to Black Sabbath and
Tony Iommi's plastic fingers, doom's plaintive dirges are best demonstrated by
the Obsessed, Candlemass, early Pentagram, and St. Vitus, a misfit sludge
outfit first discovered by Black Flag.
Mechanized Death
"I'll listen to a death metal CD just to see what other bands are
doing, but usually I don't keep it," states guitarist Dino Cazares of Fear
Factory. "It's something that I've already heard and already conquered,
and it's kind of old to me already."
Hailing from the heads-down thrash of East L.A.'s mainly Hispanic backyard
party scene, Fear Factory are an example of progress. Their precise new album
of robotic death metal, Demanufacture, relies heavily on computers for
sequencing, mixing, and sonic tricks. With the help of labelmates Front Line
Assembly, they created industrial and techno remixes of their own material for
a 1993 Ep.
"When we released Fear is the Mindkiller we were taking a big
chance," says Cazares, a Goth fan who also admits the influences of
soundtrack music, English club music, and Devo and Gary Numan. "People
were surprised, but we got a really good reaction. That's when I realized that
most of our fans are open-minded, and willing to see what we're going to do
next. I think metal has taken a whole turnaround, and that will continue."
"Metal, industrial and noise are so interconnected now," agrees
Yurkiewicz of Relapse. "Death metal can only go so far in being brutal,
and the Japanese noise bands just reduce them to nothing in the first five
seconds. People always want to take musical extremity one step further. The
early Carcass fans are into Masonna. It's just all going to become one huge
scene, I think."
The
first English grindcore bands Napalm Death, Extreme Noise Terror, and Satanic
Malfunctions declared the last discernable word in the struggle for ultimate
speed and power. Subsequent suburban American metal musicians were led to
compose hyperspeed musical patchworks dealing with mental disorders and blood
and guts parody. New York noise trio Intense Mutilation sang and waved golf
clubs while performing in underwear, ski masks, and garbage bags. On the West
Coast, Wehrmacht flailed like Iron Maiden at 78rpm, mocking metal garb in their
"beer gear," bullet belts and spiked arm bands made from empty
aluminum cans.
Undefinable groups like Old Lady Drivers, Spazztic Blurr, Mr. Bungle and
Satan's Bake Sale preceded both the Boredoms and John Zorn's grind jazz
tributes Naked City and Pain Killer. "Brutal Truth play so good in
Osaka," says Yamatsuka Eye of the Boredoms. "I cry."
The
legacy of lunacy persists in the digeridoo parts in Brutal Truth's blur of
giant sound, the Zorn-produced psychedelic spazz of Old, and People's melding
of noisecore spasms with Miami Sound Machine-esque disco breaks. Voivod
futuristic parables of terrorism, state religion, and mind control, led a whole
host of bands to the clanging industrial thrash influence of Ministry, Skinny
Puppy and Big Black; best-known are Candiru, Dead World, Godflesh, and Meathook
Seed.
On the other hand, the frenzied organic poison of C.O.C. and the psychotic
dirges of Black Flag planted punkin' seeds that bore much fouler fare. The
loosely-structure hate dirges of 13, Eyehategod, Grief, and Buzzov'en
are an gnarled viscous tug of piercing anti-commercial venomousness. These
bands frolic in raw darkness, creating music so negative that it becomes
affirming in its sense of purpose.
Death Metal Goes Pop?
Historically, Metal bands haven't had much boogie beneath their military
surplus belts, but progressively more European bands sound like Thin Lizzy or Jethro
Tull with horrid distorted vocals and a rumbling double bass kick drum. In most
cases, evolution is not a synonym for sell-out. The results simply prove that
death metal in combination with any other musical influence can only beget more
death metal.
The well-established, Sony-affiliated, Carcass and Entombed translate the
blood and gristle of death metal into more rock-oriented monster music. Central
European bands Tiamat and Samael are taking the high road, turning out tasteful
death metal in neo-baroque suites. Executing poignant arrangements with
operatic poise, Tiamat achieve a loftiness equal to the Bad Seeds or
Einsturzende Neubaten.
Austria's unpredictable
Pungent Stench are a perverse clottage of sex, gristle and ZZ Top, outfitted in
hardcore bondage imagery. On their Dirty Rhymes and Psychotronic Beats
Ep, the band pissed off purists with a hard techno remix of the hit
"Blood, Pus, and Gastric Juice." Entombed followers Dismember have
evolved into a groovy hybrid of death metal and grunge, and Pyogenesis are
doing the same with melodic indie rock. Meanwhile, Therion are
regressing the metal influence of AmRep bands like the Unsane and the Cows,
plugging into numbing guitar riffs with deathly vocals and underlying blast
beats.
And while Goth remains mostly a cult phenom in 1995, fast-rising English
bands like My Dying Bride, Anathema, and to a lesser extent Cathedral are
donning foofy white shirts and melting hearts with romantic visions of death.
Awash in Goth trappings, but supported by a solid minor key death metal
firmament, these groups are echoing the need shown by Emperor and In the Woods
for music with both power and poetry.
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Underground metal is reaching a golden age where paganism is mixing with
technology, radicalism is discovering tradition, and ideas can turn into
reality. The circus is in full swing, and each growth spurt pushes the music
further into mind-altering hyper-reality, misanthropy, and artistic
sophistication.
Unlike its hipper ancestor punk rock, metal does not dry up and blow away as
each generation reaches maturity. The entire experience, gleefully absurd to
observers, is all-encompassing for those who make metal their life. Few things
have any meaning in this confusing modern world, but metal offers a heartfelt
belief system so overstated that it's ridiculous. It all boils down to one
increasingly popular sentiment, simple enough to scrawl on the top of a junior
high schooler's desk: Metal Rules!