Review
Zombie Apocalypse
This Is A Spark of Life

Indecision (2003) Zed

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Zombie Apocalypse – This Is A Spark of Life — Indecision, 2003

You've probably heard of Zombie Apocalypse because you like Shai Hulud. Well, then in a sense you've heard this whole thing. It sounds like a bunch of unused Shai Hulud parts played at 78 rpms. There are a bunch of samples, practically one in each song, which aren't that funny or special. Side projects are fun because you can hear people from a band you like playing a different kind of music, but in this case, it sounds like the original band but faster and worse. I feel bad for anybody that spends money on this 10 "song" recording that is about ten minutes long, and comes off sounding like a bunch of parts. "March On To Victory", the longest song, doesn't ever really change for three minutes. If they were trying to make a really boring marching song, they definitely succeeded.

3.8 / 10Zed • February 29, 2004

Zombie Apocalypse – This Is A Spark of Life cover artwork
Zombie Apocalypse – This Is A Spark of Life — Indecision, 2003

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