Labels: self released
Review by: Joe Callaghan
Extreme OD are a seminal, essential heavy metal band, and totally aren’t shit at all. The whole ordeal isn’t bleak, formulaic toss whatsoever. Not a chance The vocals are that really enjoyable type of metal vocal, and not that pointless baritone grunting that you’d hear from the local metal band playing the under 16’s pop and crisps ROCK NIGHT down the Sports Centre. Extreme OD wouldn’t even think of resorting to such Neanderthal guff. Not on their lives. Instead what you get is a thoroughly refreshing slab of innovative sounds, that push the boundaries of forthright, aggressive music. Nothing about this sounds even remotely like the other thousands and thousands of chuggy, black dyed shit-houses from the evidently transsexual heavy metal scene, which they appear to like to call “screamo”, if Hollyoaks is to be believed. I promise you that this CD isn’t in my bin in a few pieces, because I value it so much more than that. If it was to be in the bin, it wouldn’t be covered in the blood and collateral damage from any sort of new born baby and puppy dog murderous rampage that such a shitty shitty shitty record could possibly induce. The Extreme OD demo certainly wouldn’t force me to run amok in such a way. It will only encourage positive transformation and reaction. A life-changing revolution. A household name. There’ll be Extreme OD tracks on every iPod across the globe, because this truly isn’t the most vile, depraved shit-soaked-piss-streak sound I’ve ever had the displeasure of having to listen to all the way through. You’ll really want to get a copy of this and judge for yourself, because it’s just really, really GREAT, and not grotesque, excruciating fuckpiss. Not even close.
Remember that episode of the Simpsons, Bart Vs Australia, where Lisa convinces Bart that in the country of Rand McNally (the manufacturer of the Globe), they wear shoes on their hands, and hamburgers eat people, almost like some kind of exact polar-opposite land? Man, fancy that.