THE AUDIO INJECTED SOUL
After years of having to share my shelf with stank-ass cauliflower,
I’ve decided I need a couple thousand volts pumped through my bushy
green head. Either I’m gonna end up dropping those albino freaks into
the deli pickle barrel and shitting in it for extra marinating power,
or I’m going to put MNEMIC’s second album of electronica-cut future
thrash metal on automatic repeat in my portable CD player and let its
AM3D positional headphone technology burn away my single-fiber brain.
As new as they are, these five Danish guys are better at making
songs than you’d think, jumping back and forth between memorable chunks
of spacey synthesized sound and rough, relentless soul-purging screams—
almost as skull-shaking as the noise the gay stock boy was making when
he was caught in the back with a pile of unwrapped fruit roll-ups.
Thank god I’m not skinny and cylinder-shaped. Oh, wait— I am. Shit, I
gotta watch out for this guy. He’ll wanna cleave my head off and turn
me into a vitamin A-packed suppository.
Great, now I gotta worry about being some kid’s green bitch. It’s
more than enough to drive me into a lock-down ward for infirm
vegetables, the kind of place these guys from MNEMIC seem to be know
pretty well. Almost every song in
The Audio Injected Soul
is about a tortured mental state you can’t escape from. "Electroshock
these thoughts right through my brain," sings Michael, the lead
vocalist (they don’t give you his last name on the CD jacket, or
website, which is probably a bunch of garbled letters anyway— stupid
fuckin’ European last names). Ol’ Mike sings like he was forced to
drink expired milk, the kind that looks like cottage cheese, and then
gargle it. The first three songs on the album, "Dreamstate Emergency,"
"2.12," and "Illuminate" are easily the best on the CD. Make sure not
to miss Mircea’s amazing guitar work on "Overdose in the Hall of Fame"
too, which is what I hope will happen to half the people who work in
this boiling shit pit called a supermarket.
"My mind’s ablaze and numb somehow" and "I never wanted to go down
like this" says it all. "The essence of revenge is not in you, it’s in
me." And with that, I’m off to spray some industrial-grade pesticide on
that white ball-cheese veggie that anyone who likes to eat deserves to
die from.
