���� Despite the ridiculous names Vlad Trollpecker and Excremente Necroponde, the guys behind deathslime duo Funerary Box deliver some pretty crushing blackened death retardation on their own; team 'em up with more of CSMD's awesome psychedelic noisecore, and you get a fine way to ravage your turntable for a bit.

���� Been awhile since the last time I was skullfucked by a new batch of noise from the Godzilla-worshipping Dutch blurrcore band CSMD, and their half of this split 7" is just the emetic I needed this week. As always, these maniacs smash together a mess of samples lifted from Golden Era science fiction films with ultra-violent noisecore, gibbering vocals slathered in delay and weird electronic effects, crawling on sludgy, bass-heavy riffs, blasting through twelve short tracks of semi-improvised insanity. The band's trademark theremin shows up again, whooshing through the band's bestial racket like stray elements from a Bebe and Louis Barron score, and there are some of the usual sudden, brain-melting detours into sampled cartoon music, maniacal surf-rock, bleating free-jazz and other sonic weirdness, as well. Track titles like "Head Ripping Slithis" and "That's All Folks (This Is The End Of The World)" further hint at the absurdity. Another highly entertaining dose of acid-scorched noisecore from these guys.

���� Hailing from Kentucky and featuring members of Hellnation, Erectile Dementia and Brody's Militia, Funerary Box follow that up with a single track of their own blackened mutant mayhem, which feels like something that could have crawled right off the Bestial Burst label. "Fuck The Moon" is a blast, starting off with moody, reverb-drenched guitar and droning feedback before surging into a monstrously noisy chunk of churning primitive black/death heaviness that falls somewhere in between early Beherit and Blasphemy and screeching American hardcore punk, but infested with additional moments of filthy, FX-riddled basement psychedelia.

���� Limited to three hundred copies.