Nowadays it seems as though every other band is proclaiming to be the sickest, most evil and most brutal and the only thing they turn out to be is the most boring, most unoriginal and most lame act to burp on CD. Fornicator claim to be the same, however, for once, they are an act who fully back it up and then some. Consisting of members of Lord Gore, Engorged and Frightmare, Portland’s Fornicator spew forth 28 tracks of the most violent, disgusting and disturbing extreme music you’ll ever be aurally punish-fucked by. Thick punishing sludgy riffs, violent skull thumping beats and the most guttural vocals possible while still remaining clear and comprehensible, enveloped in some of the most twisted and disturbed samples possible. Everything is covered in their lyrical content, from rape, to sodomy, to child abuse, to prostitution… hell, not even your dog is safe. Song titles like "I’m A Goddamn Rapist", "Poopdeck Pappy", "Faggot Massacre/My Confession" and "Shut The Fuck Up" will cause many people to roll their eyes and blow them off as another cheesegore band, however, don’t let the ridiculous lyrical content turn you away. Imagine Gut, Meatshits and Impetigo rolled up into one band, and then make it more gruesome and ungodly, and you won’t even come close to comprehending the sheer horror that is Fornicator. If 26 original songs of the sick debauchery aren’t enough, they’ve added covers of GG Allin‘s "Antisocial Masturbator" and Pungent Stench‘s "Just Let Me Rot". Perversion has never sounded so good. Blasting this album out of your stereo as you creep down the street behind a lone woman on the side of the road will cause your pants to tighten and her to run down the street, shrieking in horror. Really, isn’t that what extreme music is all about? Making women and the elderly scared for their lives? You’re damn right it is! If you’re still too much of a pussy to buy this album, I only have one thing to say to you; shut the fuck up you worthless piece of shit and get on your knees and fuck my dog!

Review byTeufel