Out of all of the discs that I recently dug up from the Old Cemetery catalog, this 2009 collection of demo recordings from the obscure Dark Morbid Death is hands-down the weirdest. Satanic Kills initially caught my eye when I saw the label describe it as "insane drug fueled Black Metal like Havohej"; invoking the legendary Havohej was enough for me to want to hear this, but that barely prepped me for the bizarre, low-fi black mess that this New England duo pukes up here.

Beginning with a short track of crunching noises and disturbing mewling that sounds like something that could have come off of Nurse With Wound's Homotopy to Marie, the Dominum Infernum demo tracks erupt into a stumbling frenzy of fractured black metal primitivism and damaged riffing where songs suddenly drop out of messy blasting thrash into slinky, brain-damaged sludge while the bestial vocals sound like they are being transmitted through a ghetto blaster operating on dead batteries. Tracks like "Daemons Of The Fourth Angle", "The Horns Of Death" and "A Funerary Call" feature some wild guitar shred that gets splattered across the mutoid low-fi doom, but that stuff quickly gets sucked into the vortices of fucked-up vocal effects, bizarre electronic noises and weird clanking percussion that infest almost every corner of this recording.

Some of the other songs manifest as super-short, minute long blasts of almost hardcore punk-like aggression filtered through that putrid mess of electronic vomit, while others almost get into total noisecore territory before collapsing into something resembling a completely brain-damaged version of a Beherit rehearsal jam. The other demo featured here featured just one song, "Satanic Kills", and it's just as deformed as the other stuff, a chaotic, jumbled spasm of crude black metal and freaked-out shredding, awkward skronky riffing and harsh, processed shrieks. It definitely does remind me of Havohej at their strangest; the experimental, terminally raw chaos of Abruptum and Black Mass Of Absu are other obvious reference points for what Dead Morbid Death produced on these demos, but they've definitely got a sickening, drugfucked vibe all their own that borders on the psychedelic. A new favorite, for sure; highly recommended to those with a taste for low-fi, utterly demented mutant blackness.