Boris, NO (Fangs Anal Satan)

NO is easily Boris’ most direct album in a decade, casting these Japanese noise sultans firmly back into the punk thrash maelstrom which initially birthed them. Only now they approach this more tangible noise palate from the sludgier, doomier angle of their recent stuff, making for some absolutely epic machine gear breakdowns that sound like the world collapsing in on itself in slow motion, like being sucked backwards through a wind tunnel, like fluid bleeding through your very pores. And yea, all the screaming is in Japanese so you can’t understand it, but you get the sneaking suspicion even Japanese speakers wouldn’t understand this either, which is all sort of the point. No existing band channels outright aural assaults as artfully as Boris does, and NO firmly proves their art is as serrated and feral as ever.