Vile, utterly disgusting and mangled beyond recognition, the music of Morgue Supplier will make your skin crawl after laying maggot eggs on it. The members, also in the infamous band Drug Honkey, have strung together patterns and loops that will make you nauseous and yet will worm their way into your head and remain there as an infernal parasite, for embedded amidst the harsh, jarring, disorienting music are hooks that are shockingly catchy and appealing, perhaps because they’re your only respite in this madness. The demented minds behind this band have taken the very fabric of death/grind and have turned it inside out. The seemingly erratic music has a heinous design behind it all, which is the only way you could explain the brilliant progressions in every song which no one could see coming. There’s much happening underneath layers of acidic vomit-like vocals and intermittent blasts which is a refreshing albeit noxious concoction of various influences from doom, sludge, industrial, grind and everything you could hallucinate in between. They’re just not making it easy for you. You have to prepare yourself for this consciousness-altering experience and wait till you feel the effects of a hundred rusted blades assailing you. Things will begin to make sense toward the end.