Album Review: Meatwound – Macho
Florida sludgecore/noise purveyors, MEATWOUND return after six years to unceremoniously thrust us into the fetid season of swamp ass and eternally pit-stained T-shirts with the aptly titled Macho. Reconvening with a new drummer in the human guise of Dimitri Stoyanov, Messrs. Wallace, Iglesias (not Julio), and Barros have something brewing behind the somehow grisly hot pink and lime green façade of the cover. The garishness arrives on the back of ‘Compressed Hell’, programmed throb and drums kicking these grumpy old men back into action in rare form, scattered like buckshot from a lupara, leaving wounds jagged and unable to clot. […]