Words and Photos by Masen Smith
It’s hard to believe that U.K. slam titans Ingested have been around TEN FULL YEARS. The genre of slam doesn’t even feel that old, but this winter marks the decade anniversary of Ingested’s breakthrough debut, Surpassing the Boundaries of Human Suffering.
While the name is a mouthful, hearing that genre-defining record in full was sure to be an experience to remember. Maryland brutal death heavyweights Visceral Disgorge acted as direct support to get the crowd prepared for the upcoming mayhem.
After dropping their first record in almost a decade, Visceral Disgorge finally returned to the stage this year to promote their latest album Slithering Evisceration. Their live performance, to put it briefly, is grimy and musically disgusting in exactly the way you’d expect from this genre (and that’s a good thing). Insane, 9000-bpm blast beats, nonstop gurgling vocals, and a slew of breakdowns created an offensive wall of sound that was incredibly impressive to witness.
Offensiveness is the name of the game when you delve this deep into the annals of extreme metal, so I was none too surprised. While this style of metal is a bit hard for some to digest, I’ll tell you this—if you enjoy brutal death/slamming death with not a hint of core riffage, then VD is exactly what the mortician ordered. Their sound was incredibly consistent, tight, and true to the record. If and when they tour again, VD are a sight to see.
Next up, the Slam Kings from Slamchester. The set began with a classic off of that iconic debut record Skinned and Fucked, and didn’t slow down all night. While it was a tad odd to not hear ANY newer material (save for one song off their 2019 EP, Call of the Void) Ingested delivered a spine-tingling, old-school performance painted with the swagger of ten years of touring.
Vocalist Jason Evans brought his signature absolutely crushing vocal delivery to the forefront—I couldn’t help but notice that over the years, the live projection and mixing of those trademark vocals has markedly improved. Guitarist Sam Yates (also known as Slampagne Papi) looked as if he was coming from an accounting meeting, but his gnarly breakdown riffs drove the Maywood crowd into some VIOLENT hardcore dancing.
Extreme music is sometimes overtly concerned with image, taking itself too seriously to where it almost becomes self-parody. That’s where Ingested really shines—in between the growling about unspeakable violence, their stage show and presence looks like they’re out there having the time of their lives. They’re putting up a facade to attempt to look one way or another—rather, they’re letting the nasty, nasty breakdowns speak for themselves.
While touring is on a bit of a pause globally right now (Ingested had to head home from Decapitated’s E.U. tour because of COVID-19), Ingested are rightfully at the top of the list as one of the most fun bands within their genre to see live. The music is great, but the extra dynamic of their energy onstage gives that music so much more life.