Fuckin Metz. A band that believes in chaos, that I fully believe is an unhinged nightmare live, which is worth one thousand points on wax. The harrowing cleanness of their first album, the numbing relentlessness of their second --- it's all still here, but somehow so much more overwhelming, so multiplied. Maybe its Steve Albini, who has not lost that knack for making those drums PUNC___ though a sludge of his own making.
A bracingly nasty album, sounding not too far from In Utreo, natch. A knockover album that makes my face crunch up and that may be a minor classic given a little time and justice 4/5
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