08:51 - Apothecary It's like it's saying "those things, that you thought were buried deep in your mind's recesses.... I am bringing them out." So, "disturbing" in a different sense of the word, I guess
08:50 - Apothecary I'm not in Vindsval's head of course, but I look at MoRT as channeling the nature of the human unconscious, and that's what's so off-putting about it in a way because its paradoxical structured/formless aura somehow reflects that
08:25 - Jaeryd Gnaw Their Tongues is something I would call disturbing though, yes.
08:23 - Jaeryd MoRT, disturbing or scary? Twisted, dark, insane, and brilliant, yes, but there's much more unsettling stuff out there.
08:14 - Apothecary If you liked I Shall Die Here, you might want to investigate the work of The Haxan Cloak farther, the guy they collabed with for it. Pretty nice if you're into the ambient stuff [link]
What Nails play is a nasty, dirty fusion of trimly and concisely played brutality—there's grind, some hardcore and some death metal in this thing, and nearly all of it fucking slays. It all fits and works well. As far as I can tell, there's not an ounce of anything that could be deemed fatty or unnecessary here. That's not to say that a little extravagance isn't something to be applauded, but that's not at all what Nails are about; everything they play is strictly to the point.
I think it's safe to say this album is rather insane. 17 minutes of purely heavy and scuzzy Hardcore Punk/Grindcore, with the odd variation (that medieval folk sound halfway through the album just threw me completely) here and there, but it's certainly got me hooked. It makes me think of a heavier and more diabolical Converge.