Combatwoundedveteran – I Know a Girl Who Develops Crime Scene Photos – No Idea [Album As Art #23]

Whose leg do you gotta hump to get some warp-speed, power violence-influenced, Locust-style grind these days? 

Combatwoundedveteran — members of which formed Holy Mountain – were one of the best in their day, dispensing with all filler/fodder, zooming in on the heart of technical metal/hardcore/punk and playing at a withering, mach-70-level pace.

C-W-Veteran came along at a great time. An Albatross‘ We Are the Lazer Viking, the self-titled Get Fucked record on Level Plane and The Locust‘s Plague Soundscapes had all just come out; the world was aflutter, riding the coattails of insane tempos, archetypal hardcore shout-screaming and cavernous speed-metal guitars.

I Know a Girl Who Develops Crime Scene Photos is one of the best examples of the post-power violence movement for many reasons:

• The drummer absolutely RAPES and SKULL-FUCKS (sorry for the grotesque image) his kick drum; 
• If you’re searching for distortion that rivals Dystopia and any black-metal outfit you can scrape from a Norway slum, look no further than, as their fans call them, Combat!;
• The vocals … There are only a few screamers with better rage presence than Ponch and Norris (both served as vocalists at different times);
• At no point does IKAGWDCSP let up; we’re talking a dozen-plus songs on each side of vinyl, every one of them needling you like you were a damn pincushion;
• And, finally, I’m a stickler for production, and I Know a Girl has one of the fullest knob-jobs I’ve ever heard, deep and rumbling like The Melvins‘ Houdini and crackly like old Heroin/Racebannon/Assfactor 4/Usurp Synapse, (three of my all-time favorites) …

All of the above qualities on their own would be worthy of attention; combined, they are absolutely devastating. That I Know a Girl is served up on luscious mild-yellow/mild-swirl-marble vinyl only seals the deal (lock up a $10 copy HERE; don’t worry, I won’t make anything off it) …