### Earth Crisis: Breed the killers

#### 26/11/08 || Kampfar

I have heard the name Earth Crisis mentioned quite some times over the years, not really, or, perhaps? How the fuck should I know, I’m fucking old and senile already. Though still awesome, something Earth Crisis’ “Breed the killers” ain’t. Not now, not 10 years ago.

Yes, this is a re-release, perhaps also a re-mix, whatever the fuck, and therefore one might expect it to be quite an album. I mean, it’s fucking released twice, god damn it, surely there must be an excellent reason for this. No? Yes, no is the answer. Oh, apropos answers, I didn’t know what to call the repetitive and boring music of these New Dorkers, so I had to consult Wikipedia, and Wikipedia provided the goods, so now I know that this vegan-pack of recently reunited idiots perform a mix of hardcore punk and metal core. Or A.I.D.S with Ebola, if you like. I don’t, but I sure loath and despise Hatebreed a whole lot more than I do Earth Crisis. See, I somewhat enjoyed “Breed the killers”, that until I realized the band responsible had exactly one trick up their collective and proverbial sleeve.

Let me elaborate.

The vocalist stays the same throughout the whole ordeal, live tracks included, and although his sneer is pretty good, it gets old before you can say: I’m a retard and my mother is a whore. Around 3 songs or so. And what shall I say about the drummer? Hmm… ah, I know. If he is as boring and unimaginative in bed as he is behind the kit, no female has ever orgasmed under his penis. If so have happened, against all odds, the girl in question must have used a vibrator on her clit while fantasizing about a horse or something. But it’s not like the mentioned fellas are pissing over what could have been a fine meal, as the riffs, or rather riff, presented, aren’t even near being of gourmet quality. In other words, it’s not a steak soiled with bland gravy this, more like bland gravy with a strong hint of bland gravy with some bland gravy on top. Repetitive you say? Then try the album, cunt.

Being straight-edge is for twats and twats only. Fuck off, try some drugs already.

4 out of 10.

- Information
- Released: 1998/2008
- Label: I Scream Records
- Website: Earth Crisis MySpace
- Band
- Karl Buechner: vocals
- Erick “Penishands” Edwards: guitar
- Scott Crouse: guitar
- Bulldog: bass
- Dennis Merrick: drums

- Tracklist
- 01. End begins
- 02. Filthy hands to famished mouths
- 03. Breed the killers
- 04. Wither
- 05. Ultramilitance
- 06. Into the fray
- 07. One against all
- 08. Drug related homicide
- 09. Overseers
- 10. Death rate solution
- 11. Unvanquished
- 12. Ecocide
- 13. No allegiance (live)
- 14. Waste of oxygen (live)