What Vore may lack in production values and speed-metal intricacy is made up for in spades by their ability to paint the world a coquettish zombie gray with their slower side – there are a ton of half-throttle dirges that jam dread down the throat while reaching outside the band’s immediate slam-core social circle for helping hands from the likes of Ministry (“The Line That Divides”) and St Vitus (“Threshold of Empowerment”). Whether or not bumblebee-calc types might toss this overboard as Nile Lite (singer Page Townsley’s gurgle-roar and drummer Remy Cameron’s double-bass drumming are right out of “Annihilation of the Wicked”) it would have been the talk of the sewing circle during the rule of the Megaforce dynasty. Order at vore.com
