Necroplasma is usually described as a black/thrash hybrid, but the thrash influence appears on the record is totally subservient to the blackness of the band's vision, and when it does register on the surface, it seems to be doing so on an almost impulsive level. The production is the kind of semi-hollow, booming and suffocating basement variety, like a raw mini-vortex. That feeling becomes almost constant, since the duo (just Hellgoat and the drummer Deathslaughter) insist on playing at pretty high velocity and with considerable intensity majority of the time. Hellgoat's riffing, while not at all creative in a regular sense of the word, is quite jarring if not quite swirling, as if attempting to dash into all directions simultaneously. In conjunction with the kind of sound the band put together, it really attempts to storm your senses head-on by its brute force, while the man's throat burning gloatingly prognosticates all sorts of unkind things to befall upon the dreaded humankind. Same goes for Deathslaughter, whose by-the-numbers extreme metal drumming parallels Hellgoat's sound extractions with a seriously unbridled stream of numerous tom fills and cymbal abuse. This is evil, raw and primordial. If you're into the most extreme branch of black metal you won't be disappointed.