dis·tur·bance (noun) - an unruly outburst or tumult; if we mean by outburst twenty minutes of blast beat hell detonated over a blood soaked frenzy of earsplitting riffs and vitriolic screams, and again if by tumult we mean an aftermath equal to that of a bomb being detonated in my living room in both decibel scale and destructive aftermath then sure Disturbance project are aptly named if not completely understated. The self professed brutal grind raw noise from Madrid are not too far off the margin where the ferocity and velocity of grind are punched to such extremes it is hard to distinguish whether you are actually listening to anything remotely instrumental or just an endless artillery barrage that makes D-Day look like a Sunday evening stroll in the park with the dog. In fact the only thing that separates this from a dense apocalyptical cannonade is those burly vocals howling away as if half in shell shock and other half in a state of total all consuming blood lust. Its a rather claustrophobic set up, cramming as much madness at you as it possibly can without a moments relent, leading to a rather overwhelming feeling of being drowned in this tidal wave of percussion, guitars and jowl outburst. If grind is meant to be all consuming, uncompromising and brutal beyond comprehension or reason then Disturbance Project have nailed this old school grind ethos to nigh on perfection, the only way I can see it getting better is if it successfully blew my head off, but if that was the case I wouldn't of been able to write this review though. Hmmm.