Spell check is going to have a fucking field day with this one.
Ohio’s Sanguisugabogg is one of Maggot Stomp’s many darling children of late, pushing the new wave of pure caveman shit out into metal’s underground. I’ll admit, I was hesitant to check this out based on the name alone. Sanguisugabogg sounds like some D-tier demon a one man black metal project would name themself after and Pornographic Seizures hearkens back to some kind of Ovaryrot style porno-grind.
Boy, was I dumb, and did I sleep on this demo for one month too long.
Yes, you read right, this is another Maggot Stomp demo, and you know what that means: it sounds way better than it has any right to be for an underground death metal demo. Much like Malignant Altar or Mortal Wound, Sanguisugabogg manages to churn out an absolutely filthy sub-30 minutes of grooving and blasting death metal that isn’t completely unlistenable nor sounds like it was recorded in an actual sewer system. You can hear every instrument slither its way across every track no matter how freakishly downtuned the guitars chug or how toilety the vocals get.
From the first notes of “Uningested”, Pornographic Seizures sold me. A full blown kitchen sink gurgle accompanies a riff tradeoff that would sound equally at home in both Suffocation and Purtenance records. Sludgy in that enveloping sense of claustrophobic heaviness but never dull, Sanguisugabogg shift gears between D-beat and double kick mosh sections in “Turkish Blood Orgy” and groovy pinch harmonic laden riffage in “Perverse/Deranged”. The latter, much like labelmates (and consequently one of my new favourite bands) Malignant Altar really brings Gateways era Morbid Angel flavour to the table, which I am 100% okay with. Gateways to Annihilation is my favourite Morbid Angel record and while everyone and their mothers wants to make Covenant 2, I’m ecstatic that there are bands repping post Y2K brutal death metal.
Pornographic Seizures comes and goes in just over 11 minutes, and honestly I think Sanguisugabogg is better for it. The four tracks never overstay their welcome, and the varying lengths keep interest across this demo. Never not slapping your nuts with how heavy they are, I think once these Ohio death dealers get into full length album territory, they should keep a hair trigger on their editing hand. 11 minutes leaves me wanting more, but I think if they birth an album longer than 30 or 35 minutes, it might get pretty stale pretty quick. Maybe I’m underestimating them, but I’d rathe bands get in, wreck shit, and get out before they get so self indulgent you’re drudging through their B and C-tier songs that should have just been left on the cutting room floor.
Here’s hoping for more Sanguisugabogg of this quality in the future.