Nearly 4 years ago I got the debut record Impulse Of Exhume in my CD-player. With this release the BURNING BUTTHAIRS pocket 8 of 10 points because this one stinks strong of cult then. And this not at least because of a lowbrow and sympathic old school stuff heavy on early Carcass. Evening Feast says goodbye to the stinking cult and makes a few steps back in the musical development as well as in the overall picture. The BURNING BUTTHAIRS replace the Carcass sound by 4 times deep standard droning and 1 well chosen slasher intro. The unbalanced production in demo-style offers partly a songwriting that bottoms out at students’ level. The guys based in Erfurt (Germany) have engaged the bass-position indeed, for it the drums are programmed on this release. In the end the whole thing sounds substandard. Instead of cult-advances Evening Feast smells crude and like a hasty reaction. And the hasty reaction develops to a nonstarter when sussing out the artwork and the lyrical body. The BURNING BUTTHAIRS just copied the Macabre image. The Chicago sickos’ definitely don’t own the sole rights of using the serial-killer performance, but they master it absolutely perfect. In the overall context tracks like Bizarre Killer (Ed Gein) or The Cannibal (Albert Fish) aren’t of use. Despite all sympathy for the BURNING BUTTHAIRS, this release is immaterial.