Boomkat Product Review:
The Body wrench out an angry new solo album in advance of upcoming duties with The Haxan Cloak, The Bug, and Full of Hell and after sharing their energies in a string of well-received collaborations ‘longside Thou, Vampillia, Krieg, and Sandworm.
Terror and pain reign supreme in No One Deserves Happiness, teetering on a knife edge between genuinely visceral, frightening production and some overblown, operatic dramaturgy that may well appeal to metal diehards, but could also turn off anyone who can’t be arsed with candle wax on their twiglet.
Their abuse of the classic 808 palette is phenomenal in parts, sounding like Russell Haswell wrecking Beyoncé on the rhythm section whilst Ben Eberle drinks bleach and Alex Barton hacks up god-forsaken guitar riffs of Two Snakes.
However, practically every other track is spoiled at some point by “delicate and ethereal” female vocals. They’re such an obvious counterpoint to the rest that it’s just cheesy and formulaic, diluting the hard-worked effect of the rest of the music at the most blatant or inopportune moments.
Maybe we’re not metal enough, but don’t call it the grossest pop album of all time; there’s plenty worse, this is just a bit cheesy, albeit fxcking incredible in parts.