Album Review: Hutt

Band: Hutt aka The Hutt

Album: Crushing The Grindcore Trademark (Three-way split with Gate and Noisear)

Genre: Grindcore with Thrash influences

Year: 2008

Label: Blastasfuk

Website: www.myspace.com/huttgrind

Review: There are few things that make me happier then when I accidently discover a band that brings it so hard that I literally cannot prevent my body from involuntarily headbanging. This happened to me when I first popped this split into my car on the way to the YMCA so I could work out while getting ugly stares from all the WASPS who infest the gym there because I'm wearing camo shorts and an offensive band-related t-shirt (yeah that's right, I work out in full Death Metal uniform. I'm not trying to brag, I just don't own any mesh shorts or mesh anything). About two minutes into the trip I had to pull into a local gas station, stop the car and just listen. Holy shit. Do you remember the first time you listened to Prowler In The Yard, and that chugging Thrashy part in Trojan Whore came on, and every hair in your body immediatly sprang to full attention? Yeah, it was like that. If I ever had to leap off a cop car with dual uzis while lighting up members of my local precinct (that means you Officer Friendly!), I would want this shit in the background. Thats the beauty of whats going on here, Grindcore that never stagnates and gets up it's own ass with blastbeats (cough, cough, Gadget, Nasum, Rotten Sound). Yeah, yeah, some people like that, and good for them, but it's definatly a trap that snares a ton of bands into unlistenability. Hutt not only completly avoid that, they combine elements of Thrash and Grind to tear it up like theyre on a 20 and 0 kill-streak in Call Of Duty. Sprinting from to cover to cover, unloading a brief and precise barrage at key moments, and occasionally sneak up behind you when your not looking a smash the shit out of your cranuim with the butt of their SMG. Slayer is definatly a key word hear, as is Napalm, and some straight-up-your-ass-punk moments that would absolutly demand circle pits in the live arena. Goddam do these guys kick some serious ass. Plenty of Old School vibes here to remind you why you got into this shit in the first place but without the shitty production that spoils a lot of otherwise good albums. Get this album anyway you can, and listen to the dual katana attacks that are Evolui A Obito and Feto No Frasco, and you'll understand. More. Now. Please. 

Bonus Points: Trio with only guitar, vox and drums. Haven't enough amazing Grind bands shared the same set up to make it a genre standard by now? (My apologies to Dan Lilker). Also, they're from Brazil, which is cool. Porn and Grind are two exports to be proud of.

Download Freto No Frasco:

http://www.mediafire.com/file/gtdtbo0yidi/13 Feto No Frasco.mp3