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Massacre Divine + Distortion Faith reviews

Maximum Rocknroll reviewed the Massacre Divine 7″ and #4 of Distortion Faith in their June issue (#361) and they liked what they heard and read:

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Distortion Faith #4
Three Scandinavian thrashers have joined forces for the good of us all. The zine looks and reads fuckin’ great – just chec the title.
Interviewed are current bands Peroxide (US), Honnör SS (Sweden), Vaarallinen (Singapore), while Terrible Feelings (Sweden) contribute a European tour diary. An interview done recently with the long-gone Tatuerade Snutkukar (Swede, aka TaSK) appears courtesy of the Distort Hackney website. The editors list and briefly comment on their favorite releases of 2012. Like the interviews, the layout is pretty standard but well-executed. There are some ads for the editors’ projects. Hell yes! (JM)

Massacre Divine – Beijando A Morte 7″
Massacre Divine is good. That said, I judged the project with skepticism before I listened to it. But, this EP made it through my contempt prior to investigation. I am not a fan of MySpace crust or blatant Discharge aesthetic rips. For the record, this EP is neither one of those horrific plagues of modern day punk. The sleeve has a rather nice, simplistic punk layout. Knowing what I knew of the concept of the band, I expected this to be the epitome of everything wrong with modern Discharge clone punk and the painful “I heart D-Beat” movement. But, this release was done with such an obsessive OCD compulsion on both musicians’ ends that it goes and reaches beyond my initial reversion to earn a fucking nod of respect. Massacre Divine is Fofao of Besthöven from Brazil and Jo of Germ Attak from Ottawa. This is an impressive bi-continental two member project. The drums are recorded mono and imitate the structure, playing, style, beats, tempo, mistakes and everything else down to the last detail of the first Discharge 7″. You will find none of the rubbish currently called D-beat here with down-tuned guitars, screamy and growly vocals, with garage epic death metal riffs. This is for the purist in your studded little “I truly heart D-Beat” heart. (AE)