Smetnja - Neurotic (2008)

I’m not much for cliché expressions, but I just can’t help myself this time. Everything good comes in pairs, and it does. To exemplify: boobs, buttocks, testicles, the new Hoarse releases. To be honest, the word ‘central’ is well on its way out, if you ask me. Semantically I think we can all agree that the centre is where things are happening, but if you’ve ever been to Rotterdam Central Station you’ll agree that there’s not much happening that’s not in the way of shooting up heroin and trying to pawn off stolen bicycles. In Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, Marlowe travels into the heart of the Congo (the centre of Central Africa, I’m just saying) yet all he finds is utter darkness and misery. From the sounds of it, Central Europe is contending for #1 destroy-oh-boy fucked-up spot in the world’s rank list. Smetnja’s Neurotic disk starts out as completely fucking deranged and then quickly degrades even further into various shades of lunacy & mad-crackerosity. Completely intense, completely genius, completely neurotic.