Dating no guts no glory
Propelling yourself headfirst into the gorefest with the nostalgic introductory instrumental track “All Guts, No Glory”, one might be beguiled into thinking that Exhumed will likely imitate their sound on older albums (like the excellent and gratifyingly murky Slaughtercult), but you would be wrong.Bloody delicious songs like “As Hammer to Anvil”, “Through Cadaver Eyes”, “Distorted and Twisted to Form”, “I Rot Within”, and “Dis-assembly Line” feature intricate riffing, groovy hooks and licks, and even soaring melodic guitar solos that have much better aural clarity than was previously heard in Exhumed’s earlier heavily crust-ridden works.The new regime was suffused with hope and promise—a promise of political change and social betterment.The cabinet was composed of Socialists, Radicals, and Socialist Republicans and included three women, before women even had the right to vote.Now midway through its third season, the show is still surprising viewers with its plot while maintaining a consistently thrilling and paranoid mood.premiered, Jean Renoir and his collaborator Jacques Prevert were riding the wave of enthusiasm surrounding the advent of the Popular Front, which had just that year swept Léon Blum into power as the first socialist Prime Minister of France (not to mention the first Jew to hold that office—a mere 30 years after the conclusion of the Dreyfus Affair) surrounded by a government composed of a coalition of leftists.As it turns out, this young lady of high standards and even higher expectations is happily ambushed by the love of an incredible, but unlikely, young man.
And over the next few years, her adventures take her into no-man's land, literally.It's so hard to tell Goin' through all the trouble Try to keep my head level I keep it up like treble But I'm scared as hell And I'll never really know if all I ever do is wait It's better late than never to say (Hey hey hey hey hey!) The fall is just the risk that I take (Hey hey) To get you to remember my name (Hey hey) Time to lay my heart on the line (Hey hey) You know what they say No Guts, No Glory Oh No Guts, No Glory Excuse me is your name destiny Or would you rather go by fate I believe I've got a date with you And pardon the cliche I've have a tango with chance And me and luck had a dance But when it comes to you and me No Guts No Glory Ima lose some win some work for that income Tell the fam to come out so the outcomes that we live some This is only the beginning of the story You know what they say No Guts No Glory Hey Ey Whoo No Guts No Guts No Glory When I think about the chance of being kicked into the curb Or when it really matters I can't even say a word But I'll never really know if all I ever do is wait It's better late than never to say Hey to say Hey to say Hey hey hey hey!The cranium-bashing drum beats and Matt Harvey’s inhuman vomited vocals are still the same -- but with a much clearer sound than their older incarnations on previous records as well, thanks to this album's excellent production.
They may still love the underground and proclaim themselves to be forever part of it, but the much clearer sound on this new blood-splattered mix of guts n’ blood fails to hide the fact that Exhumed have clearly grown more renowned and hence, prosperous as well over the years.
Legendary Californian deathgrindin’ butchers Exhumed have recently been unearthed and rudely awakened from their near decade-long slumber.