Album Type: EP
Date
Released: 11/4/2015
Label: Self
Released
‘Destitute’
CD//DD track listing:
1).
Firstborn (Sobriety Continues)
2).
Morgue Attendant
3).
The Big Turnout
4).
Destitute
5).
The Time We Bought Dope from the Cops
Fistula is:
Dan
Harrington | Vocals
Corey
Bing | Guitars
Jeff
Sullivan | Drums
Greg
Peel | Bass
Review:
All
musical genres have their dirty, grimy, extreme sides. In the case of metal, it’s
pretty much summed up in the art of Fistula. From the extreme sound, to the
extremely gory imagery, to the depravity they use as inspiration and sampling,
Fistula have continually outdone themselves with making fucked up release after
fucked up release. The newest toy they've managed to drop on our ears, the ‘Destitute’
demo, is just a textbook example of why you don't let kids sniff paint fumes.
Fistula,
no matter what you may think of me after, is a go to for my dark journeys, and
I have worn out the digital copy of Goat on my phone. These guys ARE extreme
music poster children (on milk cartons), and honestly do drop the most vicious
releases most people will ever manage to step in. Their tone is pretty much
spilling bong water and wax onto the strings and forgetting to clean them
afterward. It's nasty, it’s jagged, and it's perfect. It’s also ridiculously
clear on ‘Destitute’, as they riff on toward a unlit concrete room, with riffs
bludgeoning you, and their drummer just abusing his kit. They legitimately
sound pissed, and they have no reason to hide it.
The
album has their hallmarks, aside from their acidic sound, in using audio
samples from, what I assume, are real news stories of murders, assaults, and
other, quite dark acts perpetrated by the sickest of humanities dregs. The
second track, ‘Morgue Attendant’, is no different, opening with a beautifully
harsh riff with tons of groove cranking, and audio bites from a news story of a
morgue attendant (duh) who abused corpses and children. Its dark as the abyss'
asshole, and they make the song interesting in contrast with a shocked little
fade of the music, then back with the basics to just tear it a new one. Lots of
plodding from our resident Negative Nancies, but they love throwing in very punkish
elements. I feel like getting in a circle pit and stomping a bit heavier than
necessary to sections of ‘Morgue Attendant’, ‘The Big Turnout’, and ‘The Time
We Bought Dope...’, the last of which is super high energy for them, and almost
sounds happy until the last minute and change. And, again to my ears, ‘The Big
Turnout’ features a little Mod Rock rhythmics. Might be all the narcotic haze
that happens when I hit play....
This
album is for those who like to listen beyond the pale, who don't care what
others think, who like it dirty. It’s a great piece they have added to their
discography, and I look forward to their next sonic transgression against good
taste.
Words by: Hunter
Young
