“Beyond the Reach of Flame”

by Thor

The Midwest’s titans of the left-hand path Micawber return with eight tracks of vintage death metal and state-of-the-art production served up on their new album “Beyond the Reach of Flame.”

First, a mea culpa: Despite that Micawber and I are both from the land of beer, cheese, and the Green Bay Packers, and I too have played in various death metal bands over the past many years, I’ve never heard these guys until now.  So, what the fuck is wrong with me?  I have no idea.  I need to get out more.  I have no excuses.  Only self-disgust.  These guys are really, really good.

Okay, let’s talk about “Beyond the Reach of Flame.”  It’s fantastic.  It’s reminiscent of the early work of the previously alluded-to death metal pioneers Entombed.  Micawber’s sound is super aggressive, yet remarkably clear and clean.  Weirdly enough, they sound a lot like their fellow Wisconsinites in Jungle Rot if Jungle Rot played a much more technical style.  It’s catchy, heavy, and pissed off.  Musically—from the riffage and drumming to the excellent, angry vocals and killer soloing—this album is immense.  

Lyrically, these guys dish out a bit of crossover-inspired irreverent humor as well as a heavy dose of the standard death metal tropes.  Song titles as various as “Full Denim Jacket” and “King of Ash” give you a portal into the kind of sick jokes and nihilism to be found on “Beyond the Reach of Flame.”

Bottom line: Micawber plays excellent, technical, heavy-as-fuck, violent death metal.  If that doesn’t sound good, then maybe you need to join me on that self-disgust gig.