���This has got to be one of the craziest sounding Japanese death metal bands I've come across. Nagoya-based Bleedead came out of nowhere earlier this year with their debut release Mustma Dorcheme, released by the US label Gore House Productions, and their completely nutzoid tech-death sticks out like a big fat throbbing smashed thumb from the sort of brutal gore-obsessed death metal that the label is known for. Not that Bleedead isn't as infatuated with the scenes of bloody carnage and fleshtorn horror as their labelmates Stages Of Decomposition and Cerebral Engorgement, but they wrap their gore-soaked visions in one of the most insanely crushing and confusional death metal assaults I've heard in ages. This five song, eleven minute EP will seriously scramble your brain.
��� Combining complex, discordant riffage and monstrous doom-laden breakdowns with bat-shit bass solos, an almost mechanized drum performance, and a singer who's voice shifts between totally inhuman pig-squeals and an unsettling guttural gasp that gets stretched out into weird sheets of ghastly drone, Bleedead end up taking their tech-death sound into wholly alien territory. Kamada Tomohiro's rigid, precise drumming and hyperspeed blastbeats sometimes give Bleedead's sound a vaguely industrial feel, but the sudden eruptions of shredding bass guitar solos that are scattered all throughout their music sound like something that could have come off of of a modern prog/jazz recording. And when these guys suddenly drop gear into one of their grueling slower dirges, it's just ridiculously heavy. Trying to discern any traditional song structures amongst all of this ultra-violent, cyclonic riff-salad would be futile, and there's almost nothing in the way of memorable riffs or hooks in Bleedead's music, but the sheer brutality and off-kilter complexity that these kids exhibit makes this one of the weirdest, coolest albums of outr� death metal that I've picked up this year. If you're into the addicted to the more bizarro fringes of brutal death metal inhabited by the likes of Wormed, Orchdiectomy, Dripping, Devast, and Terminally Your Aborted Ghost, I'm betting that Bleedead's convoluted tech-death insanity is going to be right up your plasma-splattered alley.