But even when they’re at their most placid, an acrid fragrance clings to these songs, deepening the band’s brutal, nuanced stories of life on America’s class margins and proving they’ve still got a bit of necromancy in them. On that album, they melted jazz instrumentation and blues textures down into music as heavy and fluid as molten iron, using sudden hushes and surprisingly melodic-even funky-basslines to create a sound that felt alive, vicious, and dripping with nausea.ĭiner Coffee is both a stranger and more accessible record, the work of a group-newly expanded to a quintet, still anonymous-nearly abandoning their metal roots. This, to Mamaleek, is both an uproariously good joke, and a deadly serious idea: The guy in corpse paint singing about entrails is no match for, say, an earnest conversation about the state of public housing, which Mamaleek criticized on 2020's Come and See. Since debuting in 2008 with their self-titled record, the two anonymous brothers in Mamaleek have reveled in showing how extreme metal’s theatricality and full-throttle dynamics can make its darkness less menacing-even comical.
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