The name of this band is self-explanatory.
They sound like someone is being killed by way of screaming their lungs out. Skill is non-existent in this band and any sane drummer can see this. This is precisely why you can hear the drum machine in the background when this song starts out.
Brushstrokes in Blood is yet another one of those stereotypical American songs with an overly HARDKOAR name and no meat in the lyrics to back it up. Compared to Amputated Genitals’ mess, however, the lack of lyrics and the song’s length give this song a few points in my book. I only wasted two minutes of my life listening to this crap instead of five. Another positive this song has over Dead Gonads is that the guitars have a stable melody. I can HEAR the differentiation of the notes when the players hit them.
This song warped the paint on my walls and blew out the subwoofer in my speakers. That ain’t good.
That’s where the good news ends. The song is crap, and the singer sounds like he’s saying READ or BEER. That’s if he’s saying anything at all. Croaking like a frog into the microphone is a waste of skill and I hope you pop your vocal cords doing it. Singers SING. Hence singers. We had to adopt the term “vocalist” in order to include you who feel you must diarrhea all over the microphone in order to make people pay attention to you.
Being Killed needs to die as a concept and start over. I can sense a smidgeon of talent in those guitars, but what they need to do is turn off the distortion and turn on some Metallica, or Black Sabbath, or Led Zeppelin. Listen to how notes WORK, take some lessons, write some lyrics, put it together, practice the song, and then release CD’s. I understand that hardcore metal is a style of music only a few can appreciate, but that doesn’t mean the music has to be garbage.
Diru can make good hardcore metal and still be discernible in their lyrics. The fact that I speak English and understand more Japanese when a band gurgles is sad and a shame on you being killed. This is just a notice to people that think screaming mindlessly into a microphone and sitting on your guitar is cool. It is not cool. This can literally deafen you. It probably is deafening you.
Who would pay to see these people live? REALLY?
Lyrics:
BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE
GEAR GEAR GEAR GEAR GEAR GEAR
READ READ READ READ READ
BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER
i.e.: I’m too fucking lazy to look up lyrics to a track you’re not going to finish.
Rating: 
Brushstrokes in Blood can be found on the Massacre of the Living album on track 5.
~ 世愁歌
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