It’s not often enough that I get that feeling of being auditory assaulted in a positive way from my first experience with a band. Taking a chance on Atlanta’s Dead in The Dirt, I found myself left with that exact feeling. In the 25 minutes that it takes for The Blind Hole (the band’s first venture into full length territory) to play out, I was left feeling that my ears were raped with a buzzsaw and I was slapped upside the head with a sledgehammer. The pure madness in their song structures only served to amplify the insane pleasure I had while listening to it. If the cenobites from Hellraiser were to use music as a way to take you to the extremes of both pleasure and pain, they would use Dead In The Dirt to achieve that goal.

Grind/D-Beat/Crust bands and any of the hybrids that come from those genres are really new territory for me. In the opposite of most people as I have gotten older my need for speed and intensity has only grown and I’ve found myself opening up and growing more fondly of these genres that seem to pulsate on those two elements. Dead In The Dirt’s raw and almost disgusting approach to writing music is exactly the type of thing I’m looking for. While the core of the music is a hybrid of grind and d-beat, without rhyme or reason, the band pulls from other genres such as doom and hardcore and interjects them throughout each song. Their ability to go from blistering blast beat fueled frenzy into a chug heavy breakdown makes me feel like their cut from the same cloth as All Pigs Must Die but with a much less focused and much grimier approach than the New Englanders. They are also one of the very few bands that I know that can include feedback as an actual, effective part of the song. Couple that with some of the bizarre poetry clips that they interject between songs and you have the musical equivalent of a sociopath.

For a three-piece this record sounds massive and that could be in part by the bands playing but I’ll give the producer a lot of credit here. This album sounds like it could be a 4, 5 or even 6 piece band (mostly because of the dual vocals) and I was shocked when I kept hearing them being referred to as a trio. Unfortunately I don’t have any of the info as to who recorded, mixed, or mastered this record but kudos to whoever you are because this was about as perfect as you could produce musical madness. All the instruments are powerful and remain disgustingly distorted, the feedback is eardrum shattering and that is a big part of its effectiveness in the songs, and the drums pack such a punch that even during the more frenzied parts they still sound clear as day.

The grind/d-beat/crust hybrid is quickly becoming an oversaturated world and its really starting to get harder and harder for these types of bands to stand out. Dead In The Dirt not only stands out but they stand above a lot of their peers. With this being the band’s first venture out with a full length to back them and it being this damn good, I can only see big things for these guys in the future if they stay course. I just hope they can stay as crazy when it comes time to writing.