Murderbeast is another one of Armon Nicholson's projects. While Licrest and Yfel share some similarities, the final vertex in his trifectum of musical projects sounds as if it could have been written by a person in a far away land - especially the Phillipines where this kind of second-rate gore-grind is such a massive export. Where Licrest and Yfel are married with their blackened subtexts, Murderbeast is essentially a gore-grind-death metal-lite affair minus the pseudo-shocking album art. It's like going to a bar and getting Miller Lite when you asked for the bar's best beer. Yfel and, especially, Licrest are much better pours from Armon's tap. Fast songs, down tuned guitars, brutal(ish) riffs with an element of groove and occasional screamed accents are par for the course here and even though it's obvious how redundant the album ends up, Armon performs admirably and respectfully on A Call To Severed Arms.
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Final track "Orgasm Through Vivisection" is a contender for the most-awkward-drum-beat-in-an- Armon-Nicholson-death-metal-album award. The verse riff, about as interesting as watching celery suck up colored water in a third grade science project, is paired with attempted kick drum variations that often run in contradiction to everything going on around them. I wouldn't say for certain that they are technically out of time but if a Berkley Music Major told me they were I wouldn't argue with them.
With an album cover that may have been a lost Jackson Pollock painting of a bloody sewer, groovy death metal paired with a sludgy production and few highlights, Licrest and Yfel remain as golden beacons in Armon's eclectic mix of projects. A Call To Severed Arms isn't a super witty title and the music also isn't impressive. This will be tossed onto my shelf, collect dust, and I don't see a need for removing it from it's cramped quarters anytime soon. Armon should focus more attention on Licrest and, to a lesser extent, Yfel. Hopefully he got this out of his system here.