Parazitózis play the sort of goregrind that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Sludgy, toned-to-almost-human-inaudibility guitar mush meets arsehole-for-a-face swamp vocals and drumming that is swifter than instant decapitation. The Taste Of Medical Waste is billed as a one man old school goregrind attack, which kinda undersells it, as there are hundreds of projects fitting that description. Parazitózis is much more adept at invoking intumescent tunage from the suppurating, bubbling vats of putrefying filth. One of Hungary's choicest cuts, without a doubt.
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