Lords Of Gore by Lucifer Crouton: A Grindcore Gut-Punch You Won’t Forget
Alright, let’s get one thing straight—Lords Of Gore isn’t for the faint-hearted. Released in 2013 by US-based band Lucifer Crouton under Arcane Visions Collective, this grindcore beast hits like a runaway truck full of broken glass and bad intentions. It’s raw, it’s chaotic, and honestly? That’s what makes it so damn unforgettable.
First off, can we talk about how they named their tracks? “Side A” and “Side B.” No frills, no overthinking—just two slabs of sonic destruction that feel like getting punched in the soul (in a good way). But hey, don’t let the simplicity fool you. These songs are anything but lazy.
Take “Side A,” for example. From the first second, it grabs you by the throat with its relentless blast beats and riffs that sound like a chainsaw chewing through steel. The vocals? Pure venom. They’re not singing—they’re screaming at you, daring you to keep up. And somehow, amidst all the chaos, there’s this groove buried deep in the madness. Like, I found myself headbanging even when my neck was begging me to stop. It’s the kind of track that sticks with you long after it ends because it feels alive, like it could explode at any moment.
Then there’s “Side B,” which flips the script just enough to keep things interesting. This one leans harder into rock influences while still keeping that grindcore edge sharp as hell. There’s this breakdown halfway through that feels like falling down an escalator—painful but kinda thrilling? Maybe that’s weird, but whatever. It’s the part where everything slows down just enough to catch your breath before dragging you back into the whirlwind. By the time it finishes, you’re left dazed, wondering what the hell just happened.
What really gets me about Lords Of Gore is how unapologetically itself it is. Lucifer Crouton didn’t try to reinvent the wheel here; they just cranked the volume to eleven and let the chaos speak for itself. In a world full of polished albums trying too hard to impress, this record feels refreshingly real—even if it sounds like someone threw a dumpster into a blender.
And here’s the kicker: listening to this album made me realize something kinda messed up. Life’s a lot like grindcore—it’s loud, messy, and doesn’t always make sense. But sometimes, that’s exactly what makes it beautiful. Or maybe I’m just losing my mind. Either way, Lords Of Gore is worth every bruise it leaves behind.
