
Rating: 6.0
Country: Canada
Release Date: 2004
Record Label: CDN Records
Track list:
1. Disgorged Abortion
2. A Perfect Woman...Some Assembly Required
3. Confessional Outhouse [Holy Shit]
4. Dead and Tagged...Bound and Gagged
5. Botched Colostomy
6. Gynaecological Fist Insertion
7. 1 Finger, 2 Finger, 3 Finger, 4...
8. Unlicensed Gender Bender
9. Post-Castration Urination
10. Trading Faces
11. Erotic Adventures of a Splattered Cadaver
12. Anal Spew Stew
8. Rape of Sanity [MP3]
9. Queer Eye for the Metrosexual
Band Website: Lapidate
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Lapidate - Taxidermy Tea Party 
Darrell Kelly : Bass
Gord Brown : Guitar
Mike Verlinden : Vocals
Erich Kennedy : Drums and backing vocals
I found this in the Kolobos Distribution sale for a mere three quid, thence
allowing me to make an affordable impulse buy with the potential to be a
brootal bargain that displays the talents of a band I may have otherwise
overlooked, with the price tag cushioning any disappointment should it have
proved to be an unsatisfactory release. A few tracks into my first
listen, the age old saying 'you get what you pay for' suddenly became
appropriate in describing my new compact disc acquisition. Lapidate play
conventional thus generic Brutal Death Metal whose entire sound serves
chiefly as a characteristic example of how lacklustre a sizeable chunk of
the subgenre is becoming, its once mindblowing elements beaten threadbare by
musicians such as themselves, content to plumb the deepest bowels of musical
degeneracy in producing blunt, rudimentary songs attuned the very basest
interpretative centres of the listener's brain.
'Taxidermy Tea Party' opens with sample featuring Sadu: Master of the Theatre
of the Macabre, which was effective several years ago but has of course been
done-to-death by countless bands since. Such a hackneyed intro sets the
scene well for the rather derivative material that follows. Crude, subhuman
riffs, pit chugs and rhythms that pose no challenge in being traced back to
their original owners, almost imperceptible bass and standard brootal
drumwork with a biscuit tin-lid snare taking precedence over the entire kit,
finished with those now ubiquitous cupped mic grunts and eructations,
occasionally twinned with throaty backing squawks.
They remind me of Devourment and old Fleshgrind as well as Splattered
Cadaver or Corpsefucking Art in their relentless simplicity, with a
knuckedragging subhumanity worthy of early Waco Jesus and Lividity, also
sharing a little obtuse misogyny with those bands. Elsewhere I was reminded
heavily of Brodequin, predominantly in the drumming but also in the
mudsubmerged overall sound, accompanied by one or two sly nods to Sepultura circa a couple albums prior to Cavalera's departure.
However, in spite of many borrowed riffs and well-worn brootal trappings are
in place, I find it easy to appreciate a reassembled reiteration of extreme
Death/Grind on the condition that it is very well executed and has a good
sound production that doesn't deduct anything from the overall entertainment
value. This material can be loosely described as rounded and Lapidate's
performance is energetic and proficient but these advantages are more or
less eradicated by an atrocious production. The guitar is hampered by an
oversaturated sound that removes weight from the low end and negates any
potential crunch from the top with its grainy fizz and viscous, muddy churn.
The vokills meanwhile are fairly consistent until the drummer trades the
lead off with raw, glottal backing screams, whereby the unequal level of
each voice damages the effective contrast, the backups mixed much higher and
with greater clarity than the lead gutturals, which are in turn left
sounding subdued and muffled.
However, I must admit to having listened to the album several more times
than that which I would usually give to a release of its nature, despite the
lack of originality and the detrimental production. The CD has an
inexplicable charm about it. Their prominent sense of humour lends itself
well to giving the band a little more identity, such as the amusing film
samples and quaint Cybergore track hidden at the end of the album. Of
course, it can be difficult for Brutal/Slam Death bands to add technical
edge or progressive experimentation in a subgenre whose primitive components
provide little scope for its artists to grow within its confines. Anyway,
rather than leaving the CD to collect dust and/or to complement the Brutal
Death completism of one's collection, I tried to interpret Lapidate's
material in the context of a clearer sound, which would assist in making it
more memorable and easier to get into, albeit without employing many
remarkably progressive or risk-taking methods in their musicianship.
'Taxidermy Tea Party' may have benefited from production assistance from Rich
Lipscomb or Roger Beaujard. Having both produced as well as performed in
many uncompromising, barbaric outfits, either of these gentlemen or a
producer of similar experience at the helm, would help Lapidate to uproot
and wring out from this aural silt swamp a sound that can perhaps outweigh
their Brutal Death bromides and, to an extent, make a virtue out of them
through a more focused production that allows a greater degree of listening
enjoyment. According to a website featuring the band, can't remember if it
was their homepage or not, Lapidate are scheduled to release their next
album on Unmatched Brutality, a move that will certainly help take them to
the next level.
This will appeal to the more insatiable fans or completists of the Brutal
Death genre, but will hopefully give everyone else a name to keep in mind
should they harness their full potential on later offerings.

September 30th, 2005
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