Chuck Schuldiner Project

Friday, January 9, 2015


I have something of a morbid fascination with grindcore and crust punk, especially when it comes across as wholly evil and the sort of thing that keeps your mother awake at night. Drap are one of those bands who not only reek of raw energy, but also punk rock destruction. These songs tear the listener apart as they blast forward, roaring drums and crushing bass coming together under blazing guitar lines in order to communicate a sound that simply rips the listener apart. As you feel the cruel hands of their new record En Naturlig Dod digging in to your flesh, it's impossible to remain calm. Drap capture the imagination and choke-slam the listener until they become a slave to the eternal might of grindcore. So come out and feel the heinous blows of a music meant to decimate the listener, this is not just the sound of liberation, it is the sound of your demise, and Drap know it. They will knock you silly and there is no way around it.

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