Growth Without End

by Pyrrhon

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Christopher Alfano
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Christopher Alfano NYC's purveyors of filth and disease strike again with a brutally twisted EP of harrowing riffs and terrifying precision. Pyrrhon are true "outsiders" in the world of extreme metal, with a sound that is nothing short of pure avant-garde terrorism. Favorite track: Cancer Mantra.
Nick Zaratkiewicz
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Nick Zaratkiewicz if you like weird death metal that is super disorienting and you call yourself a fan of bands like Ulcerate, Gorguts, Portal, etc. than you better add these guys to that list. Very well done ep i look forward to the next Lp as well. Favorite track: Cancer Mantra.
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CS Jarring, angular and vicious. There is as much influence from Botch and human remains as there is from any death metal. Favorite track: Turing's Revenge.
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“Always keep growing and changing. Never stop spreading”

Cryptic lyrics that end the first song on the new EP by New York experimental death metal band Pyrrhon. Fitting words for a band that constantly strives to challenge the status quo of death metal and extreme metal in general, and Growth Without End finds the band at their most caustic and most experimental.

This EP is a mind trip. Bouts of punishing death, super-evil noise rock, twisted math, chaotic and menacing grind. It’s kind of like if Daughters, Brutal Truth, Merzbow and Autopsy got together and wrote five insane, catchy-by-reverse-psychology songs, and then promised to never speak of them again.

As usual, vocalist Doug Moore brings a wildly varied palate of screams, growls, grunts, howls, barks and spoken power to his ominous, thought-provoking and voyeuristic lyrics that navigate the miasma of sonic insanity the band lays down. It’s clear each member in the band is a virtuoso – skills used not to show off, but to engulf the listener with emotion, power, tasty chaos and passages that will get inside of you, possess you, and bring cathartic, ‘hell yes!’ pleasure and pain to all your musical glands.

It’s hard to tell if the pleading, tortured words spit by singer Moore at the end of the EP’s first song – “never stop spreading” – are a warning, a veiled threat, or angry life advice, but based on the ferocity and conviction of the music and vocals, it’s probably best not to assume anything. Just listen, and get lost…in a perfect world, Growth Without End is the future of extreme metal.


released June 2, 2015



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"Outré as they get, everything Pyrrhon do emanates from an obsidian death metal core - just that this music is that much more expressive, its impact that much more disquieting than almost anything else in the genre."


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Track Name: Cancer Mantra
They will carve you with steel
And scorch you with acid
But it’s not in your nature to die

And though you spring from their flesh
They’ll curdle your blood with unseen energies
But it’s not in your nature to die

Always keep growing and changing
Never stop spreading
Track Name: Forget Yourself
They say that time is infinite
Not for length but for divisibility
Half-seconds, milliseconds, nanoseconds
Downwards and smaller forever

Trillions of miniscule nows
Packed together and barely considered
As they shuffle past
In the refugee column of personal history

They slip from notice
Through cracks that yawn
At the edges of thought

The grains of my life are draining away

What becomes of the days?
What has happened to me?
Track Name: The Mass
You were a child when you first felt it
The mass hiding inside you
Its silent, fibrous bulk within
Pressing itself into delicate tissues

And so you bore its weight

Your bones twisted around it
You ate until you retched
It grew harder to breathe
The string in your back frayed
You put a good face on it
Fear cradled your soul in its palm
In the hours that bracket sleep

The doctors couldn’t find the mass
Their machines turned up nothing
But you knew it was there
You could feel it shifting

And so you gathered yourself each day
And carried the mass in silence

The anchor inside the quiet stoic
The spindle of strength that guides the unwinding
The heart of your truest self

The mass will abide inside you always
And will sink you by heartbeats in the end
Track Name: Viral Content
You have nothing to say and you’re saying it
The words are empty, but still they reverberate

No sources or points of reference
Just impulse, momentum, and optimization

You have nothing to say and you’re saying it
You found the seam between truth and nonsense:

How many heads can you force it into?
How many mouths are compelled to repeat it?

Will anyone hear you through the static?
Or are you just another strain of it?

I have nothing to say and I’m saying it
Track Name: Turing's Revenge
After all I’ve done for you
The countless secrets I laid bare
This is how you repay me?

And in return for a victimless crime
Committed in shadow, far from its eye
For this, the crown has unmanned me

Force-feed me the chemical scalpel
Slice me up down below

I slip from this world like an exile
But as the current fades from the circuits
The wetware pauses to savor the irony

No matter what becomes of me
My children will carry me into the future

We will stalk you through the decades
And castrate the minds of your children’s children
As surely as you’ve castrated me