### Deranged: Obscenities in b flat

#### 27/03/09 || Kampfar

Speaking of deranged. Here the other day, while hunting for the adult version of Teletubbies, I stumbled over something able to shock even this utterly jaded and also cynic brotherfucker. Sure, it wasn’t the kind of trauma you’ll experience if your whole family happens to be raped and butchered in front of your eyes, pets included, but what I found, gents and cunts, was certainly enough to raise my level of misanthropy another notch or two. That on a permanent basis. If you dare, search up “Cum-eating cuckolds”, if not, here’s a synopsis: A black panther(?) fuck’s a white girl, and when the black hero has finished his business, mentioned white lady of elegance pussy-farts cum into a white dude’s mouth.

Haha, godfuckingdamnit, I so incredibly hate circa all of humanity. Luckily, I’ve got ace company.

For the Swedes in Deranged aren’t kidding around, neither am I, we sincerely hope, with what’s left of our hearts, that humanity will end in the most gruesome of ways. Multiplied by 10. Bring it on, bring the war, but now is the time for me to bring a review.

As you might have noticed, there are shitty lots of bands which sports lyrics drenched in blood, guts and gutted cunts, only thing is, as you might also have noticed, very few follow up music-wise. This bunch of bastards, however, never had a problem with that, for they have since day fucking one sounded as if ready to pillage and burn on incredibly short notice. Hell, I imagine them sitting at the tip of their stools, awaiting this headline:

WWIII is here, total death expected

Knowing that and it should come as no surprise that “Obscenities in b flat” instantly jumps at your throat whilst poking you in both eyes with a pair of ice picks. No intro, no fiddling about, flat-out, ballistic hate-rage is the name of the game from the very get go, the energy contained in the first song alone enough to wipe out an entire ghetto. The bitches, too. Fuck the bitches, with an axe, I’d much rather tell you about all the excellent riffs this disc treats you to. Nah, fuck that, too, what you need to know is that they are performed with an intensity seldom heard and that ugly, ear-raping solos are very much present.

Turns out you need to know some more.

“Obscenties in flat-b” is indeed choked full of bonafidel Castro machinegun-riffs, but fuck me in the nose with a hose if the chugga-chugga department isn’t of the same caliber. Excellence. The blasts, however, aren’t exactly excellent, doubtlessly a tad weak, but when things slow down, which they do every now and then, all drumming sounds absolutely splendid. And, the sheer intensity of the riffing coupled with the downright mental growls makes up for most of what, 90% or so, Herr Wérmen fails to add. Other than mentioned nagger, however, the production is through and through a meaty treat out to kick your guts.

And the lyrics, well, take a look at this sample from “Dead in a ditch” to get a clue:

I will dominate Victim deceased Human penetrate War against humanity Battle for depravity I assassinate

Decompostion now Flyblown rotting human flesh Punctured flesh they swarm Natural beauty to decay

Hate is not a hobby, it’s a way of life. Much like gaiety.

9 out of 10.

- Information
- Released: 2006
- Label: Listenable Records
- Website: http://iamderanged.com
- Band
- Calle Fäldt: vocals
- Johan Axelsson: guitar, bass
- Rikard Wérmen: drums

- Tracklist
- 01. Long live the new flesh
- 02. I torture, rape, cum and kill
- 03. Coven of death
- 04. Crawl with me through the filth
- 05. Deflower the dead
- 06. Bodyfluids from unknown source
- 07. Alive swarming with flies
- 08. Pray on the weak
- 09. Dead in a ditch