Although the German Snatch Club is everywhere described as grindcore, probably the “ultra brutal deathcore” would me more fitting for the recently formed group gutters from Harz…
The 32 minute-long album contains 11 tracks, among which – in the middle of My Private Toolbox – there is a good five minutes of pause. So 
then what exactly is this debut album packed full of track not longer than to minutes. Behind the funny name and satiric cover, there are growling basses, blast beats – the sound of which resembles the pornogore songs of Namek and Pigsty, while the thick guitars support the morbid lyrics (just take a quick look at the titles haha) varying between croaks and groaning. From a more ‘inspirational’ point of view many bands come to my mind such as the above mentioned Namek, Pigsty and other bands like Pig Destroyer, Regurgitate, Converge, Despised Icon, Rotten Sound, Waco Jesus, Stoma, Zuckuss, Jungle Rot and Dying Fetus. Seeing the list of names one can honestly say that the guys from Snatch Club created a massive thing. However, speed is not the only thing that matters: since we get a lot of snapping and throbbing, at some point even with some industrial ambience. This is what the already mentioned My Private Toolbox exemplifies with its weird concept. Basically it’s made up of three parts: 2:30 of intense throbbing, then a revival of the C64 and Amiga era with some minimalist midi-like industrial electronics – the same we can hear in Introduction, a nice little intro with puns in English – which goes on for another good two and a half minutes, then an instrumental part followed by 5 minutes of complete silence and some more grinding at the end. The True Kids Superbrawl can be eclectic at some points but this is inherent, looking at the bands listed above. The sound is thick and killer, the drums are awesome and the vocals use the typical sick methods of gore and grind….in reality, Snatch Club did not create anything new at all. They are as far away from the ‘hot soup’ as it is humanly possible. Despite all this – and the mainstream cover by Jeff Wagner – the grinding of the German (ridiculously named – Black Dahlia Murder, Unearth) band does not seem average…
So what is it exactly that we can hear on the debut of Snatch Club? Seemingly digital drums, beats beaten to death, motherfucker bass and sharp riffs, sometimes simple, sometimes very clever, but basically they never venture off the path of brutal death metal-grind-gore-pornocore. And this is the point where we can’t tell what it is anymore: extreme deathcore or some kind of sick grind metal? Hard to tell but it doesn’t really matter since the product itself is not something extraordinarily complex or unique. You can listen to it, you can like it, you can enjoy it, but it’s nothing epoch-making at all.
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