Review by UnhinderedbyTalent for Num Skull - Ritually Abused (1988)

My taste for rabid thrash metal is well documented here.  Be it death thrash or blackened thrash, I lurve me some nasty shit in my lug-holes.  Put my name down for some Sadus, Devastation, Morbid Saint or Demolition Hammer any day.  That is not to say that it can get away with being flat out shite just played like the first Sodom demo though and I do require some structure still to the frenzied attack (see my thoughts on Sadus' Illusions for proof of my desire for standards).  Regardless of however many bands I list here, I always overlook Num Skull.  Maybe it is because they only released two full-lengths and the debut is light years away from their more death metal orientated offering in 1996.  Or maybe it is because I do not feast on this style of thrash for very long before I get burned out so never quite get passed Epidemic of Violence, Spectrum of Death and Unstoppable Power before I run out of steam and go back to something a little less imposing.

Whatever the reason for me overlooking it, the debut from Num Skull is without question the bands finest hour.  Clocking in at around forty minutes, the album contains some of the most evil and nefarious thrash riffs ever created without sacrificing on catchiness (Off With Your Head  anyone).  Produced so the whole instrument set is clear on their individual contribution you can hear the chop of the riffs, the rumble of the bass, the fury of the drums and the demented scowls of the vocals as they all form a gloriously dark and majestically nefarious experience.  As the album title suggests, Ritually Abused is a nasty piece of work.  Eleven tracks of late-eighties thrash metal that references similarities with all of the aforementioned bands plus Kreator, Possessed and Dark Angel to boot.

It is not perfect end-to end and does suffer from a little bit of repetition (inevitably I would argue) but it maintains intensity well and occasionally does incorporate some speed metal style shrieks into the vocals of the superb Skip McGullam (still active in US death thrashers Luna In Sanguinem if anyone cares) who for the main part has a style that could easily be early Schuldiner by way of comparison.  Lead work tends to be swarming and chaotic in the sonics that they blaze into tracks and the drums often sound like war horses charging into battle.  The bass remains urgent throughout proceedings, charting not exactly its own path but certainly making its presence known.  If like me you continue to overlook this record then you are missing a treat and I really need to move it the front of my rabid thrash metal nights.