the Montreal quartet's penchant for raw, ragged noise and lobs it into a drum of molten steel, before fashioning the cooling results into something truly formidable. First off, this is very audibly (and thrillingly) a punk rock record. Yeah, you can hear the metal fascination that drove Black Flag down ever-heavier routes in the 80s, but also echoes of the explorative, spacey psych of Hawkwind and the pointed mindfuckery of the Butthole Surfers at their most crushingly bleak. Hell, even the expansive kraut/punk spirit of John Dwyer's Oh Sees can be found here, albeit buried under the sheer force of something that is unmistakably hardcore."Your planet has been swallowed by a black hole. you can no longer taste or smell or see,"