This track is the historical treasure. Originally recorded during the Grotesque Impalement sessions but left off the final album, “Epidemic of Hate” foreshadows the direction of Destroy the Opposition (2003). It’s more groove-oriented, with a main riff that swings like a sledgehammer. The 2011 remaster scrubs away the demo hiss just enough to preserve the raw energy while making the song listenable in a modern context. Gallagher’s political venom is already in full force here, railing against systemic bigotry years before it became a common theme in death metal. The breakdown at the 2:30 mark—a syncopated, head-spinning pattern of silence and noise—is worth the price of admission alone.
Dying Fetus has always had impeccable taste in covers (witness their renditions of Napalm Death and Cannibal Corpse). Here, they tackle People-Pressurizing, an obscure Japanese grindcore act. The original is chaotic, lo-fi hardcore. Dying Fetus transforms it into a tectonic, slamming behemoth. The remaster gives this track a new life; the lightning-fast grind sections no longer sound like a blur of noise but a calculated storm. The transition from hyperblast to a crawling, two-step groove is jarring and brilliant. It’s a testament to the band’s ability to absorb external influences and excrete them as pure, American brutal death metal.
Fast forward to 2011. The death metal revival was in full swing, and bands like Dying Fetus were enjoying a renaissance in both popularity and production quality. The decision to remaster the Grotesque Impalement EP was a gift to the faithful. This wasn’t a cash-grab; it was a respectful, brutal makeover.
Put on headphones. Crank the subwoofer. Let the opening riff of “Grotesque Impalement” rattle your teeth. This is not music for the faint of heart or weak of neck. This is Dying Fetus at their most formative, now presented with the sonic dignity they always deserved. Bow your head, clench your fists, and prepare for impalement—grotesquely remastered.
The Grotesque Impalement EP (2011 Remastered) is essential listening. It captures a band at a crossroads—still clinging to the grindcore fury of their origins but stretching toward the groove-laden, politically charged technical death metal that would define their legacy. The remaster is a triumph of curation, breathing vile, sulfurous air into tracks that were suffocating under subpar production.
For those who obtained the physical 2011 remaster (released on CD and limited vinyl by Relapse Records), the presentation is worthy of note. The artwork—a garish, detailed illustration of the titular act—was cleaned up and sharpened. The booklet includes liner notes and rare photos from the era, showing a young, scrawny John Gallagher behind a mountain of amps. It’s a time capsule. The remastered vinyl pressing, in particular, is a revelation; the low-end rumble of the bass and kick drum is felt physically, turning your listening room into a pit.