Profanatica - Disgusting Blasphemies Against God
Hells Headbangers
Black Metal
10 songs (40:22)
Release year: 2010
Hells Headbangers
Reviewed by Goat

American destroyers of all that is righteous, Paul Ledney’s Profanatica has been a barely-noticed addition to the reformation squad, splitting in 1992 and reforming in 2001, yet their brand of god-defiling filth has only gotten heavier and darker. It’s hard to keep a straight face when track titles like Pious Piece Of Shit, Smashing Religious Fucking Statues and Covered In Black Shit are the norm, but you won’t be smiling when the music itself hits your ears. The album starts with a very loud bass, grinding guitars and punkish drums, and barely changes the formula – this is as much grind as black metal, a filthy atmosphere turned into pure audio aggression. In the end, it’s all about the bass – that Neanderthal groove gives the music an ominous vibe which seizes your attention and pulls you in past the rather simplistic drums. The band was originally made up of former Incantation members, and you can hear those roots in the music, the same Satanic malevolence surging through Profanatica’s veins.

It’s hard to write much more about the band without waffling. Simplistic as the likes of Black Cum are, there’s a real primitive aggression present which is quite capable of raising the hairs on your neck if listened to alone at night. Yes, the band apparently dress up as evil nuns when playing live, but the rawness and evil in Christ’s Precious Blood Poisoned is real enough to cause any listener to shudder, and they keep it up for the album’s full running. There’s no real difference between Smashing Religious Fucking Statues and Fuck The Blood Of The Lamb (the former sounds much more fun, let alone more practical!) but both have the same ‘bwahahaha, you are in the presence of eeeevil!’ atmosphere. And let’s face it, that’s what Black Metal’s all about. The underground response to Dimmu Borgir’s latest music video hasn’t been kind, the prancing pillocks losing the few fans they have left with each second. Compare and contrast here, the pounding darkness of Covered In Black Shit alone proving that you don’t need a hat with silly horns to create a scary atmosphere. Of course, Profanatica appeal to a very different crowd, the sort of people that humourlessly make a grim face and raise their fists when they hear Angel With Cock. Even if, like me, you have to smother a giggle at the song titles, Disgusting Blasphemies Against God is still a seriously perverse bit of blackness that lives up to its name throughout, whether you revel in the filth or need a shower afterwards.

Killing Songs :
Pious Piece Of Shit, Smashing Religious Fucking Statues, No Trumpet Shall Sound
Goat quoted 80 / 100
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