They Rot Beneath Our Floor is Engorgement’s long awaited follow up to their debut, arriving after more than a decade of festering. It’s probably for the best that the vocals of tracks like Watching Your Body Twitch, Complete Bowel Extraction and Blunt Force Osteotomy are entirely indecipherable, because whatever’s being ooinked and squealed across this monstrosity is definitely best left to the imagination.

The album opens with a minute and a half of creepy prelude and then any notion of subtlety is immediately destroyed. What follows is just over half an hour of instruments and vocal cords being comprehensively abused. On the production side, there’s a remarkable clarity with all four elements audible and distinct, even as the whole thing is simultaneously muddy as hell and so overwhelmingly loud that it becomes musically indecipherable. The level of snare abuse on this record makes you want to call social services on behalf of the drum, and the vocals owe a considerable debt to Travis Ryan of Cattle Decapitation with unintelligible pig squeals and inhuman guttural screeching alongside the bent, retching pinch harmonics of Slipknot and Cannibal Corpse being deployed constantly. The songs veer between lurching, grinding breakdowns and passages of relentless, pummelling speed with no choruses, just passages that sound like a very large and very stupid monster deciding to sit on you. An enormously violent din that deploys genuine skill in service of nothing but obnoxious nastiness. There are thousands of bands making brutal slamming death metal, and standing out from the pack requires genuine skill. Engorgement have great riffs, fantastic drumming, and completely disgusting vocals and the album begs to be played loud, but if someone walks in on you listening to this, they’ll likely be deeply concerned.