This is the kind of gabber/speedcore carnage I adore, massive cyclones of Bloodyfist-influenced speed-fuelled breakbeats being Bungle-ized into surreal mash-ups of grindcore riffs and insanoid junglist rhythms, howling black metal and clanking industrial, a bizarre collage of sounds and influences that get wrapped around Drugzilla's meth-fueled speedcore binges. You know this is going to be real terror if these guys were picked up by UK black/death extremists Anaal Nathrakh to open for them on tour. Combine that with the album art created by Mories from Gnaw Their Tongues, and you can see these guys have a definite connection to extreme metal despite their electronic-based approach.

Siamese Beashts kicks off with looping sounds of pigs squealing and demons drooling as a wall of hoovering synths drops in, and as the splattery drum programming starts to rev up on "Swine Flu Is Only A Joke Flu", the gabber-grind takes flight in an assault of over-modulated blastbeats and stomping 4/4 beats drilling through a drug-induced haze of bizarre samples, fragments of horror film scores, black ambient textures, and vicious screaming. The twitchy, militant beats that drive "Culchiechrist" give it an almost Wax Trax feel when it's not racing through another speedcore burst, and all of these tracks are shifting tapestries of aural horror and tongue-in-cheer humor, abstract smears of ultra-fast drum programming and evil synthoid riffs with a ton of sampled film dialogue and dark synths, analogue cosmic effects and massively distorted electronics, flashes of skittering drum n' bass and copious drug culture references and sudden blasts of splittercore anti-beats where the insanely fast rhythms are sped up to the point where they become a dentist-drill pain-tone. Drugzilla even shift full-on blackened metal on "Drugzilla Will Lower Your Sperm Count", where they lob out samples of Anaal Nathrakh's "The Oblivion Gene" while guest vocalist Ken Sorceron from Abigail Williams begins howling over the glitchy, blasting dancefloor chaos, transforming from that into a bizarre mass of vocoder voices and Abruptum-esque chaos at the end.

Ultra-recommended if you're into the brutal speedcore splatter of the Blastbeat 12" imprint, Grindcore Karaoke's gabber releases, and the hardest Earache Records techno. Comes in jewel case packaging with a full color slipcase.