Disincarnate's only album, Dreams of the Carrion Kind, was ostensibly the much anticipated "solo" showcase for journeyman guitarist James Murphy, whose personal legend had been built, almost entirely, upon a series of brief but highly praised cameos with influential bands Obituary, Death, and Cancer. As much as his capabilities as a principal songwriter and bandleader, however, Dreams became a living document of instrumental overindulgence gone ape, having been released near the zenith of the Floridian death metal scene's technical-cerebral maturity. As such, the album virtually requires that listeners approach it with a student's curiosity for inaccessible sounds and sheer technique, because nothing here is what you'd call "immediate" by any stretch of the definition (so be prepared to take notes while you mosh, kids!). Heck, ...
This CD sucks. The tunes aren't what I expected. I was a huge fan of James Murphy during the Death and Obituary days. I figured James would have the ability to write something that would blow Spiritual Healing and Cause Of Death off the metal map. Needless to say, I was pretty disappointed. Not sure where he was taking the "instrumental" at the beginning of the disc. The songwriting leaves a lot to be desired, which is probably why it's better if James just sticks with bands that are already established and have their own songs. Isn't that how we all got to know him in the first place? The production is horrible, ala Suffocation's "Human Waste". Don't waste your money. You can have my copy. Submitted by Neighbor (Oakland, CA) Was This Review Helpful? YesNo