Artist - Scald
Album - Headworm
Label - Vermitronic
Reviewer - Mr. Black
In so many words...this album is different. The norm does not seem to exist in the world of Ireland's Scald. This album is very much like Seth Brundle in "The Fly". The creation and sudden transformations makes this music hard to swallow yet breathtakingling ingestive...in a very visceral sort of way. Picture a new breed of Voivod growing from seeds of industrialism and grindcore. If any album was to be gritty, offensively beautiful and chaotic all in one..."Headworm" would take the crisis-filled cake. What remains requiem about Scald is the journey from soothing puppy dogs to rabies-filled pit bull bitches in each verse. Some feeble minds may have thought that rainbows and Lucky Charms put Ireland on the map. Well, my pot of gold goonies...think again! Visit the official Scald site at www.scald.me.uk
