In the culinary world, being unprocessed is food that hasn’t been enhanced to improve its taste. It means the food item is fresh, and served without being stuffed full of other crap. It’s no coincidence, then, that German quartet Unprocessed have created an album so forward-thinking that it’s a huge breath of fresh air in the world of metal, delivered as it is, and all the better for it.
What these guys have done on and everything in between is merge complex, intergalactic technicality with mind-smashing melodic symphonies that sees their Polyphia-esque riffs transform from feral incantations to precisely-timed soundscapes made for swaying from pillar to pillar.
Opener Hell is a contorted, wild beast that is made to really challenge its listener, like staring into a vortex with the very fibres of the universe swirling around you. It is alien in nature, just like the uncompromising Lore, but what really throws you off course and helps elevate Unprocessed is Thrash, with it’s softer, bellowing choruses, layered intricacies and almost nu-metal vibes, reminiscent of Bring Me The Horizon.