Rating: 7.8

Country: Lithuania/Italy

Release Date: 2007

Record Label: Grindhead Records

Track list:
1.. Drufuked
2.. Unifuk Zombie
3.. In Fuk I Thrust
4.. Fat Fuk Burger
5.. Ate Her Fuk
6.. Porno Pulp
7.. Pussy Seed Waste
8.. Be Fuked
9.. On Your Face I Shit & Cum
10.. Involontary Eyeshot
11.. Dirty Transvestites
12.. Rectal Teen Masturbation
13.. XXX: Number Of The Bitch
14.. Please, Fuck Me

Band Website: Eyetofuk / Putrid Whore

Eyetofuk/Putrid Whore - Drufuked and Pornified

Eyetofuk - Xlip : Growls, vomits, masturbation, programming, samples, sickmind
Troll - Massive riffz krilaz, bottom bass

Oo-er! The scum-caked depths of the Grind/Gore underground frequently throws up chunky spew-geysers such as this. Sloppy splits full of lo-fi Cyber/Noise/Shitgrind, hastily thrown together by a couple of Electroblast reprobates while off their mash on ecstasy pipes. The releases are often cack-handed and extremely twee; bouncy VST instruments, crude guitarwork (if any), tiresome film clips and heavily processed vokill slosh, wrapped in the sort of gratuitously pornographic, deliberately offensive packagin' and lyrical matter that has countless connotations of good-time depravity! This kind of stuff is often very hit and miss, but in a particular type of way; if it's a miss it's often just a seethin' heap of uninspired SMES clonin' or Libido Airbag copyism, if it's a hit it's a very sugary, woozy one that leaves a guilty, yeasty taste in your mouth. This split is slightly different from all that though, seeing as it's just the lead band that sport the heaviest Industrial/Electrogrind influences, and the other, whilst driven by programmed drums, prefer to perform their Porngrind without bothering with all the other Cyber decorations. Either way, the collective work is definitely of the instant fix variety, so forget everything else for twenty five mins and take a hearty glug!

Lithuanian three-piece Eyetofuk open up, with their fourth release, which is a veritable cavalcade of rumblin', strobin', disorientatin' Cyberpornogrind. This is actually much better than I'd imagined! Sensibly, the guitar is the seethin' nub of nerve endings that hangs repulsively from the very arse-gut of the material, leadin' each tune through a jumble of different stages with its bawdy, barbed wire riffin', allowin' the other, typical Electrogrind elements like poundin' club beats, peculiar patches 'n' pads, stock film samples, prog-drum daftness and all the colours of the pitchshifted vokill rainbow to congregate around it. Rather than adherin' strictly to one slobbery pitchshifted sound throughout, the vox are all over the place; you've got bile-expectoratin' snarls, viscous slosh-vox, flange-soaked growls and robotic gutturals. Like a lot of stuff of this ilk, the songs are like colourful Cyberscapes; simple but well-timed and tightly delivered riffs whirrin' and widdlin' all over the place, interspersed by funny little breaks with funny little sounds in them, splattered with hilarious vox, multi-hued percussion and alienesque sound effects, resultin' in quite an engagin', memorable piece of shite.

Influences-wise, there are all kinds woven into this heap of human excrement. The guitarwork is like a heinous hybrid of Amoebic Dysentery and Bolt Thrower, which sounds ridiculous in print but actually works very well. The voks remind me of numerous acts who are very fond of their pitchshifters, for example Libido Airbag, LDOH and Rompeprop, but with the unabashed daftness of someone like Urethral Enema or Bloody Diarrhoea. I can also hear chloroformed and pornified bits of the more discordant works of IDM musicians from the UK, such as u-Ziq, Aphex Twin and Autechre. The cohesive meldin' of analogue guitar/bass and digital daftness reminds me of recent Fucksaw stuff, but with gaudy electronics and over the top drum programmin' that remind of the most hallucinogenic sections of Ahumado Granujo and bits of Inherited Cryptorchidism by Pustulated, whilst elsewhere you might find more overt Cybergrind slop like Intense Soaked Cloth, KOTS and maybe Tumour.

'Cos many of the sounds that emanates from this steamin' heap are digital, most of them sound clear and uncluttered, with the guitar and vox addin' the contrastin' layers of fuzz, which gives the work a half gleamin', half besoiled quality.

Lyrical matter? Wanton stupidity that offers such gems as "In Fuk I Thrust", "I Ate Her Fuk" and "Be Fuked". The cover art is obvious but semi-creative; a collage of greedy-fellatio snaps obscured behind a transparent sound-wave graphic, to make it look like a still from a seedy ol' VHS copy. Inside, you've got a pic of the degenerates themselves, with their tattoos, piercings, mask, shades and gurny expressions. They all look very greasy indeed.

Eyetofuk. A good Cybergrind product. If you're already into this sort of stuff, then you can't go wrong with EyetoFuk. If you enjoy both Electronic music and Death/Grind with a humorous edge, then you'll probably like this. If the thought of such musical hideousity curdles your chyme, then steer well clear.

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Francesco : Guitars, bass, vox & effects
Mattia : Drum programming, effects, electro

Italian band Putrid Whore round things off, with a blunt yet crushin' crossover of Porno/Goregrind and Brutal Death, marryin' Neanderthal, club-wielding chugment and clinical prog-drum synthetics to an eccentric edge, narratin' the thing with some standard guttural pitchshiftery. The tunes are fairly straightforward, goin' from hectic bashin' to septic bangin', lobbin' the song back and forth 'tween high-speed string-lash to sluggish thug chuggery to get yer limbs flailin' around in a Neanderthal fashion. You can tell they're programmed right from the first beat, but the drums add much punch, albeit plasticky, what with their skull-powderin' blasts, rollin' fills and thrombulatin' kicks. Whilst they have a fair bit of bite to them, the vox are just standard guttural porcine mutterings, rangin' from the kind of deep, abdominal tuggin' grunts to red-faced, coiled-tongue gobwork that you've heard countless times before elsewhere. In addition, there's a smatterin' of erratic electronic highlights, with each poppin' up from out of the gun-metal grindmud to bring peculiar shaped splashes of colour to the thing. The final song has a heavy Cybergrind influence, and is completely digital; it's clunky as a stegosaurus tryin' to walk downstairs in heels, but still good fun nonetheless.

A fair few Porno/Goregrind bands come to mind whilst listenin' to Putrid Whore, especially durin' the slow, lurchin' chugparts and infectious buzzsaw riffin'. The lewd, slitherin' groovy sections makes Menstrual Stomphulk by Rompeprop an obvious comparison, but their slower, mindless bits sound a little like the smelly sewer-boogie of folk like Stoma and Plasma, but with the clattery drum-daftness of seminal one-man act Decomposin' Serenity. When this synthetic rattlin' is used alongside the more broootal sections, sounds a bit like any ol' Mortician, with the hood-chug feel of Soils of Fate, plus the lo-fi Brutal Death basement feel of someone very recent like Ceremonial Embludgeonment, while the sprinkles of electronic quirkiness remind me of aforementioned Czech-nuts Bloody Diahorrea. Of course, parts of this are rather monotonous and may dullify your head, so expect some Bitch Infection style empty-chug.

In terms of production, this is a fairly solid thing. The guitars are dense, chunky 'n' weighty enough for the style, without becomin' smothered under too much cloggy grain or fuzzy fizz. Bein' programmed, there's no huge risk of buggerin' up the drum sound through careless microphone selection and/or placement, so they sound nice and clear, but the vox seem to pop in and out of the mix a bit, dependin' on what sound they're making; the natural soundin' growls often sit on top, but the swampy pitchshifted slaver seems to slip underneath a bit.

The lyrical themes are of the usual, eloquent Pornogrind standard, offerin' such graceful motifs as "Rectal Teen Masturbation" and "On Your Face I Shit & Cum". Their choice of artwork is also highly appropriate, 'cos it's a bit of colourful childish scribble depictin' human debauch. Reminds me of a funnier version of patchy sketchings by Alfonso 'Artgore' Ruiz.

If you enjoy smutty Pornogrind caked in gelatinous Cyber substances, then this is for you. If you don't, then you'll surely see this for what it is: a noxious, discoloured audio-stool!

May 27th, 2008