Rating: 8.5

Country: Australia

Release Date: 2006

Track list:
1. In
2. Cut
3. Burn
4. Beat
5. Press
6. Crush
7. Shock
8. Burst
9. Flay
10. Rack
11. Pierce

Band Website: TDEBN

The Day Everything Became Nothing - Invention: Destruction

Martin Evans - Drums
Dave Hill - Guitar
Tony Forde - Vocals
Dean Engert- Guitar
Xavier Irvine - Bass

A law should be created thereby sanctioning hot strippers to dance only to hard rock like Guns & Roses, AC/DC, raunchy Motley Crue tunes, some songs by The Doors, or Goregrind. No rap, R & B, metalcore, Pantera, Night Ranger, glam metal, Ted Nugent, or nu-metal is acceptable accompaniment for ass shaking and striper pole straddling. The Day Everything Became Nothing (TDEBN) went a long way towards achieving this goal with their exceptional debut ‘Le Mort' and they followed up that groove with the EP ‘Slow Death By Grinding'. Now strippers and their counterpart drooling ghoul fans can rejoice, for TDEBN have finally released ‘Invention: Destruction' their second full length release.

Fanatics, what we got with this new release are thick festering slabs of infectiously spasmodic Goregrind. Somehow the music is simultaneously tight and loose in composition like a voluptuous ass that jiggles when slapped. Listeners can slam, swing dance, fuck, or kill with TDEBN cranked to 11. Each song is primitively chug infused, but filled with enough signature changes, hooks, speedy tempos, mid-paces, and filth to make your chiropractor's cock harder than a 20 year old porn star on Viagra. More profound is that Goregrind is filled with bands that are slightly sloppy, which is arguably a tongue in cheek hallmark of the genre, but TDEBN bring a methodological approach to the music that is doubly complex and groovy. Each riff is thick and stormy, yet accurate as a surgeon cleaving a tumor from a brain. The vocals are deep pitch shifted thrusts that remind me of a merciless tonsil pounding gag scene in a face fuck DVD. Drums and bass back up the rest of the instruments with exceptional timing and rhythmic humping, but they like the guitars are fused with enough Grindcore to keep the whole of the album grubby. This is as much a testament to Scott Hull' mastering as it is the bands exceptional musicianship, for the album remains a rotund porker despite the lucid production.

In relation to TDEBN are a few bands whose style is analogous yet different. For example, TDEBN are similar to the rancidity of Cock and Ball Torture era ‘Opus(sy) VI' mixed with the sounds of ‘Egoleech', but more technical. More important is that any strong resemblance that ‘Invention: Destruction' may seem have to ‘Egoleech' can be cast asunder, in that TDEBN is capable of playing slow guzzling riffs without sounding pretentiously broootal or gay, and TDEBN manage to keep the listeners attention. Last Days of Humanity comes to mind when I listen to TDEBN. The primary difference is that the drums on ‘Invention: Destruction' are slower than what they did on ‘Le Mort' or anything that Last Days of Humanity mostly plays. Still, an ugly puss oozing thuggery exists on the new TDEBN that reminds me of the Last Days of Humanity songs “Catering From the Womb" , and “Acute Palatable Haemorrhage” to name just 2. Also, I rather like the animalistic slow drum cadence of TDEBN. A further comparison can be done between TDEBN and Blood Duster' album ‘Str8 Outta Northcote', in that the listener can get a listless slithering glimpse of thrash vibration laden sludge (Either that or I just like ‘Str8 Outta Northcote' better than ‘Blood Duster').

Sure the keen listener is going to hear hints of various Goregrind acts in the music of TDEBN beyond what I have written, but that is merely the sound of TDEBN taking the finest elements of diverse bands then melding it into their own groovy grind brand. Paramount is that The Day Everything Became Nothing' album ‘Invention: Destruction' is filled with exquisite precision from imperceptibly fast to boorishly slow. The songs never grow stale, and they are filled with a wide range of notes in each tiny time slice that entices the listener into convulsive slams, dances, and unmitigated pelvic pumping. Pulverizing are the fat mid-tempos that allow me to truly feel what it must be like to be squashed from feet to head under a gnashing steamroller. Yeah fuckers, The Day Everything Became Nothing have come damned close to achieving the pinnacle for this type of catchy Goregrind. My hope is that they can keep this style together for another couple of albums while refining its sheer sublime essence, for many band clones are sure to jump on the bandwagon. In the meantime, I gotta hit the local strip joint with my copy of ‘Invention: Destruction' cause my favorite stripper from the Netherlands, Jenny, wants to shake her great ass and swing her perfect tit's to the unrelenting monster known as The Day Everything Became Nothing.

July 14th, 2006