Spanish duo Teitanblood have never cared much for niceties, preferring to lambast their hapless listeners with walls of horrific noise. Death, their second full-length is a bitter pill to swallow. Their sound is ugly and intense; it’s not all black metal, and though some of the more warped moments sound like someone’s left a copy of Incantation's Onward to Golgotha outside in acid rain, it’s not entirely death metal, either. Instead, it's a weaponized hybrid of the two genres, as the majority of the band's guitar work remains an impenetrable mass, a near-constant stream of wild, squealing leads and solos come howling out from beneath the murk. Their technique illustrates just how much Teitanblood owes to thrash metal’s frantic ferocity. As has been his custom since the band’s inception in 2003 (save for their first demo, which featured current Proclamation guitarist Usurper of Eternal Condemnation and Inverted Crucifixion), NSK handles bass, guitar, and vocals. He’s had over a decade to perfect that balance, and it shows. There's a cold-blooded method to his madness.