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Looking for an Answer - "Eterno Treblinka" (CD)

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"Eterno Treblinka" track listing:

1. Nacer . Consumir . Morir
2. Campo De Exterminio
3. Guerra Total
4. Tapias De Cementerio
5. La Peste Roja
6. Revelacion
7. Ecoterror
8. No Compasion
9. Plaga Humana
10. Terror Carnivoro
11. Christianislam
12. Supremacia Etica
13. Cheerleaders Para El Armegedon
14. Running Through The Blood
15. Esclavos
16. Estandarte De Huesos
17. Holocausto Diario

Reviewed by on August 14, 2011

"The songs are a corrosive mix of punk and blast from the “keep grind punk” camp—old school and crusty, with plenty of telegraphed lead-ins to the blast beats."

Veteran Spanish grinders Looking For An Answer return with “Eterno Treblinka,” 17 tracks and just over 30 minutes worth of caustic grind punk with the fingerprints of grindcore's forefathers smudged all over it. From the noise intro, “Nacer. Consumir. Morir.,” which sounds like something “Scum” era Napalm Death might have come up with, to the final blast, this is an album full of simple one to two minute, two to three riff incendiary blasters that want nothing less than to watch the last ember flicker and die a death awaited far too long.

The distorted low end vocals, courtesy of Inaki, explode throughout, and you can almost feel the viscous spray when he hits a hard P. The songs are a corrosive mix of punk and blast from the “keep grind punk” camp—old school and crusty, with plenty of telegraphed lead-ins to the blast beats. It's like they cranked the gain on everything they have as high as it could go and just went for it. “Campo de Exterminio,” “Guerra Total,” and “Tapias de Cementerio” get the album started, with the latter bringing a street punk head stomp edge and downward chord progressions that let you know exactly when the punk gallop will revert back to that old familiar blast. “La Peste Roja” has some old school death metal menace a la Bolt Thrower, but the grind flavor, like iron on the incisors, is never far from the palette.

“Revelacion” stalks at first, slow out of the gate, with ringing, rising, repeating chords leading to—what else—the blast. This is grindcore, after all. All roads lead back to the blast, it is only the mode of delivery that differs. In “Ecoterror” it is the cymbal grabs that telegraph the oncoming blast. The band members are connoisseurs of all the signature grind tricks, but it's always fierce as all hell. Speaking of hellish wrath, “Plaga Humana” is a relentless blasting attack, ferocious and real with punk's razor edge wielded like a switchblade. D-beat and Swedish crust influence can be heard as well. All in all it's a fine smattering of the continent's finest, from the UK to Iberia to Scandinavia and back, to keep the punks sneering, the metal heads circling, and the posers bleeding.

“Terror Carnivoro” possesses the slowest intro yet, with single note sweep runs, sliding chords, and nods to the Dis-bands of the world. There's even some modern hardcore chug in there, but just a hint. This band bleeds old school edge and has Terrorizer tattoos on its soul. Apocalyptic grind is the order of the day on the high speed head bang collision that is “Christianislam.” “Supremacia Etica” has a bit of gore grind bounce owing to the likes of General Surgery and fellow Spaniards Haemorrhage, which of course drops right back into grind blast. Looking For An Answer is all about sticking to its roots, with absolutely no posturing whatsoever. I am grind, therefore I blast. If you're looking for an example of Inaki drenching the mic like an Old Faithful spittle faucet on the hard P's, look no further than this track, in which he hits several in a row.

This miscreant amalgamation of all things European and heavy is teeth grinding against bone and steel, bloody knuckles and exit wounds courtesy of staccato blast passages and no-nonsense punk ethics that are the backbone of every track. Listen carefully and you can even hear some old school thrash licks in there too on songs like “Estandarte de Huesos” and “Holocausto Diario,” the final track on the album that also happens to be the disc's longest. This is grind to destroy dank and dirty squats to, the old school way. “Eterno Treblinka” conjures images of ripping basement shows and slamming into the bare concrete of dismal subterranean venues. What could be better?

Highs: "Eterno Treblinka" is a throwback to the glory days of grind that, thanks to bands such as this, have never really gone away.

Lows: The blasts don't stop. Wait, that's not a bad thing.

Bottom line: As the kids so succinctly put it these days, grind!

Rated 4.0 out of 5 skulls
4.0 out of 5 skulls


Key
Rating Description
Rated 5 out of 5 skulls Perfection. (No discernable flaws; one of the reviewer's all-time favorites)
Rated 4.5 out of 5 skulls Near Perfection. (An instant classic with some minor imperfections)
Rated 4 out of 5 skulls Excellent. (An excellent effort worth picking up)
Rated 3.5 out of 5 skulls Good. (A good effort, worth checking out or picking up)
Rated 3 out of 5 skulls Decent. (A decent effort worth checking out if the style fits your tastes)
Rated 2.5 out of 5 skulls Average. (Nothing special; worth checking out if the style fits your taste)
Rated 2 out of 5 skulls Fair. (There is better metal out there)
< 2 skulls Pretty Bad. (Don't bother)