Unkempt – “Pigs Get Fat, Hogs Get Slaughtered”

Unkempt are an uncompromising 5 piece from Lakeland, Florida. I was fortunate enough to see their set on January 8th where they shared the bill with Death Metal legends Obituary. Unkempt has been playing the local Florida circuit for quite some time. Local shows abound and they’ve played along side some of the scene’s best bands including Impending Doom, Born Of Osiris, Dying Fetus, and Despised Icon. “Pigs Get Fat, Hogs Get Slaughtered” is the one and only song off their free Holiday Sampler 2009.

The track is a fade in with a veritable explosion of un-relinquished fury that requires pure submission from the listener. Vocalist Dave Hancock’s bounce-in delivery pushes this track to the edge as we lay and wait for that push that inevitably sends us to our death. We hear in “Pigs Get Fat, Hogs Get Slaughtered” that Unkempt belong among the ranks with the likes of the bands they’ve shared the stage with. Their ability to embrace the audience and open the most closed mind speaks volumes. A third of the way into “Pigs Get Fat, Hogs Get Slaughtered” Hancock and company truly scrape us up and out of our meekness with a terror of a break that may leave one’s mouth agape. It catapults after Hancock delivers a soaring, three line self-saving rant ending with “lay me down to rest.”

The track simply screams forward like that of some horror movie victim tied to an out of control freight train. I’m reminded of the Laconia, New Hampshire greats Suicide Contest – who are equally unforgiving – and the track “Exploding Collar” from their album Dirtfucker. The song shares Unkempt’s driving rage that leaves us hitting pause in order to give ourselves a chance to breathe. It is with “Pigs Get Fat, Hogs Get Slaughtered” that we’re introduced to a young, fresh, vibrant band making their way in to our mindset. I feel it’ll take a lobotomy to get them out.


Brad Tilbe About Brad Tilbe

I am 35 years old. I was born and raised in Central New York. I currently reside in Seattle, WA.