Riff mark: uhh
Jeez, I dunno. I guess your perception of Scum is reliant on roots and beliefs.
If you played or attended shows with lots of crust/grind/power-violence bands
growing up and subscribed to the DIY punk-rock ethic, then this is your grail,
your crucifix to ward nay-sayers, and arguably the single most important album
by which your standards mimic. Otherwise (and here comes the flood of great
criticism), Scum is an unrelatable,
alienating work of anti-genius, made by geniuses who would springboard to
greater, influential rockers, such as Godflesh, Carcass, Cathedral, and (huzzah!)
a more improved Napalm Death. Side One and Side Two swap all members but
drummer Mick Harris (fun trivia: no original members exist in the band in 2015).
Most crust-kids prefer Side Two to One, but I prefer side One for these
reasons: I slightly like Nicholas Bullen’s vocals over Lee Dorrian’s (apples to
oranges), and after 10 minutes of Side One, I’m too exhausted to bother with a second half. So, what does Scum sound like? I don’t know. Tell me.
Skip to early 90’s for better Napalm Death, and add Terrorizer’s World Downfall and Brutal Truth’s Extreme Conditions Demand Extreme Responses
for supplemental (easier) listening.
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