Stabbing – Eon of Obscenity
Release Date: 30th January 2026
Label: Century Media
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Genre: Brutal Death Metal
FFO: Anal Stabwound, Defeated Sanity, Abominable Putridity.
Review By: Jeff Finch
Houston, Texas death metal stalwarts, Stabbing, have built their name on precision over excess, blending grindcore speed with punishing death metal heft. Rather than relying on gimmicky samples, droning guitar chugs, and/or drums that make St. Anger sound incredibly well produced, the Texas-based band focuses on tight songwriting and controlled aggression, making their brutality feel deliberate instead of cartoonish, letting the listener feel the brutality instead of having it force-fed to them (think disgusting horror samples). Eon of Obscenity finds them sounding more confident and refined than ever, nowhere near falling prey to a sophomore slump.
Eon of Obscenity is a showcase in restrained brutality, but brutality no less. Nothing here sounds overproduced, undercooked, or anywhere near self-parody. Every element is intentional, the violence hitting harder due to its laser focus, eliminating anything remotely close to filler. The band shifts seamlessly from unrelenting grind to thick, sludgy riffs, often before realization has even struck the listener. Opener Rotting Eternal, all minute and a half of it, lays out the album’s mission statement immediately: no filler, no buildup, just precision punishment, while Inhumane Torture Chamber stands out for its guitar work, hitting peak moments of controlled feedback where the tone feels physically wrenched apart without ever devolving into aimless noise.
Vocally, this might register as standard brutal death metal on the surface, but Bridget Lynch’s deep gutturals are exceptionally well executed. They’re perfectly balanced in the mix and function as a true instrument rather than just a layer on top of the chaos, sometimes dipping into growls that sounds like they’ve been run through a satanic filter, demonic and deeply unsettling, especially noticeable on Nauseating Composition. And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the disgusting blegh dropped right into the middle of Their Melted Remains, a vocally generated stank face permanently etched on one’s countenance.
The snare is also worth noting, because what would brutal death metal be without that playground dodgeball. While there are brief flashes of that familiar St. Anger tin-can snap common to the genre, it only appears in quick bursts. When it drops out, the snare lands with far more power, reinforcing how deliberate the production choices are across the board and how the band isn’t interested in falling into genre clichés.
Eon of Obscenity doesn’t try to reinvent brutal death metal, its purpose is to refine. Focused, vicious, and disciplined, this is a record that understands exactly what it wants to be and never gets in its own way or oversteps its own violence. This will be a hard one to top in the genre for 2026.
(4.5 / 5)
