Grindcore veterans Phobia have been assaulting eardrums for over two decades now, but they sure as fuck haven't lost their edge. Remnants of Filth is slated to hit stores June 5th on Willowtip, and it's pretty much what you'd expect out of a Phobia album. That's a good thing. The bottom line: if you like Phobia, you'll like this album. If you like grindcore, well... then you probably like Phobia, so see my previous comment.
The promo was only accessible via streaming, which meant I couldn't grind away during my morning commute, but seeing as this album doesn't drop for another month, I'm not gonna complain about that! Since a digital booklet wasn't available, I had to rely on the record label's media blurbs for some of the details. Willowtip's website informs us that the album, "offers up 18 pile-driving, socio-political grind hymns in 19 minutes." That sounds about right; if brevity is the source of wit, then these guys are fucking witty! Even though the longest track, "Resolution", clocks in at 1:34, several songs still manage to mix it up a little with slower paced sludgy breakdowns sandwiched between blast beat blitzkriegs. All in all, the song structure changeups will grab your attention and hold onto it with a death grip.
The production on this album is solid and tight, and the sound is clean. The lack of dissonance helps enhance the power packed into the rapid fire punches and methodical boot stomps blasting from my stereo. Shane "The Pain" Mclachlan provides his trademark vocals, alternating between high pitched shrieks and primitive growls, both of which are pretty much indecipherable. Until I can get my hands on a copy of the lyrics, then I'm just going to have to trust the promo materials and assume the lyrical content is "socio-political."
To sum it up, this is a kick-ass album, but don't expect to find anything new. Phobia isn't reinventing the wheel; frankly, they don't need to. What you get here is grindcore, plain and simple. Thankfully absent are pretentious experiments attempting to incorporate elements from other genres. Nope, instead you get a barrage of brutality that sets out to grind your fucking head in... and succeeds.
In grind we crust!