Now, I’m as much of a descriptive grammarian as the next person, but I have to admit the title Noize City caused a groan deep within that area where my soul would be if I hadn’t have traded it to Ba’al for a pack of Skittles and Slip ‘n’ Slide when I was 8. Please. Can we all agree to stop with the pointless misspellings in the name of some form of extremity? Please? Can we at least discuss it?
Given that it’s Dutch/Italian label Vox Populi’s first release and English is not their native language, I’ll let it slide for the time being. Besides, there are enough other crimes against humanity going on here to warrant convening hearings at the Hague.
Now I can enjoy the whole elctro-grind phenomenon, which largely makes up this nine band, 45 track collection, but I just found this whole exercise absolutely grating. I wanted to be supportive of a new upstart label, and I don’t mean to be a dick, but ye gods, this thing varies from the tolerable (Doctor Fecalus and Karnakkorok) to the absolutely annoying (pick just about anything else out at random) with the occasional detour into the unapologetically execrable for just good measure (ShitFuckingShit, who seem to think sampling gay porn and barnyard animal bleats on “Gay-Propaganda” counts as humor).
The opening songs by Doctor Fecalus featuring Karnakkorok are passable as they shred laptop cables and tonsils in a mash of sampled noise and drum machine stuttering. But I can’t help but think Gigantic Brain already did this better and with way less pointless scatology. Unfortunately, things rapidly go down from there. Jimmy Krap is appropriately named; his selections lack any sort of focus or memorable hook. Instead it’s simply an exercise in how fast can you turn up a drum machine. And did anyone really need a grindcore equivalent of “Disco Duck” with "Brutal Duck?" But easily the Olympic medal for annoying has got to go to ShitFuckingShit who puke out unintelligible garbles, unintelligible static in place of music and, unfortunately, all too intelligible juvenilia in the place of humor or insight (see the aforementioned “Gay-Propaganda”).
If that’s not enough to frighten you off, Vox Populi is making the comp available as a free download. Even if it is free, caveat emptor.
[Full disclosure: Vox Populi provided me with a download.]