Here as well, mind-control is the primary objective. Part shamanic ritual, part industrial march, Kalaboogie entrances and tramples in equal measure. It’s like taking a chainsaw to a room full of hippies and wind chimes.
You’ll be hard-pressed to recall encountering a stylistic range of this fortitude since GusGus’ This Is Normal, in 1999 (everyone did encounter that album, right?). Doomsquad are as comfortable crafting lyricless drone as they are building rhythmic dance parties full of Isaac Brock rants; check out “Waka Waka,” down below, for a sample of the latter.
This’ll give your kids nightmares.