Monday, October 19, 2009
As far as death metal front cover quasi-mascots go, you can't do much better than the Cancer Machete Head Guy. The vacant stare, the glinting blade, the lack of blood... It all adds up to a majestic goddamn image, on par with the Suffocation Robot Volkswagen Monster or the Dismember Massive Killing Capacitor. The music here is exceptional as well, an early, plodding, moshgrind amalgamation straight from the bowels of Shropshire, UK. This was Cancer's first (and in my opinion, best) full-length album, and serves as tangible proof that the best and earliest true death metal was coming from overseas in 1990, at least a couple months before the whole Scott Burns/Morrisound/Florida thing blew up in '91/'92 (see also: Carnage).