FacedownInShit

Nothing Positive, Only Negative

[3/5] “Long live country music” is how the members of Facedowninshit sign off in the liner notes to their third full-length, Nothing Positive, Only Negative. These North Carolina scum tyrants ain’t talking about Johnny Cash, either: Much as New Orleans gave birth to the many-fanged, drug-addicted offspring of Black Sabbath (Eyehategod, Crowbar, Soilent Green, Acid Bath, et al.), so has Tobacco Country developed its own feral sonic vernacular, steeped in the rotten legacies of vicious Carolina druggernauts Buzzov*en, Antiseen and Weedeater. As such, Facedowninshit force-feed the dirt rock and crust punk of their forbears through a cockeyed metallic siphon, churning out a cavalcade of apocalyptic doom dirges, grueling mid-paced sludge workouts (No shit: The bass player’s name is Waylon Riffs) and toxic vocal hostility. Dense and dizzying, NPON is everything its title implies, only much, much worse.
(RELAPSE) J. Bennett