Slovakia based Sanatorium sure know how to play some brutal guttural death grind. Sickening sewer vocals that remind me of bands like Cock and Ball Torture are alternated by deep grunts. The album opens with an intro that is basically the same as the outro. It gives the album an organic feel, as the end is the beginning is the end. Though the intro is not really interesting (sounds of sirens and growling), it is not redundant, because the first flesh grinding track ‘Postmortal Gorephobia’ would be a strange beginning of the album. The music is quite catchy and does not bore. This is mostly because of the alternation between the grunts and guttural vocals and the guitar riffs, that are simple but effective. The riffs are chompy and the overall tempo of most of the songs switches between mid tempo and fast passages. There are also some cheesy parts on the album, like the phone call supported by a sleazy guitar solo, and the sound of someone feasting on dead corpses.

Bon appetit! Lyrics tell tales about the lust for blood, rotten pussies and a foetus eating another foetus. The latter is also depicted on the front cover; a dark drawing of a morbid foetus ripping the flesh of its sibling. I wonder how many of us metal heads did have a little brother or sister we have eaten inside the womb… The production is very open and it almost seems to me that the mastering was simply forgotten, for most metal albums have more punch. Maybe it is just a refreshing approach. It’s a rotten shame though the drums are triggered. It seems like they do not have a real drummer but a drum computer. The album is a mere 33 minutes long and manages to keep you captivated to the end. It is not a completely new approach to brutal death, considering the vocals, riffs and lyrics, but it has an appealing catchiness due to the hulky riffs and drums. A nice piece of sickening death metal for true death metal lovers.