NYC noise rockers Uniform return to Sacred Bones with their most transcendent set yet - four heaving genre-fluxing movements that burrow into the darkest depths of the psyche.
Clear that he wanted to approach difficult subject matter - such as eating disorders, mania, self-hatred and self-discovery - Uniform vocalist Michael Berdan reached out to two writers, Maggie Siebert and B.R. Yeager, who helped him "present a portrait of mental and physical illness as vividly terrifying as anything in the present-day canon". But these lyrics would be nothing without a sufficiently formidable backdrop, so Ben Greenberg's arrangements need a nod too. The title track is immediately shocking, both from the pained lyrics - "there's meat on my face!" - and the searing instrumentation, that's teased out over 20 gristle-filled minutes.
Lurching from doom-y distortions into sludgy ambience and then euphoric hardcore, it's dramatic stuff that the remaining three tracks match in intensity. 'Permanent Embrace' is a particular highlight, trapping the intensity of early '00s US black metal but none of the stifling nihilism.
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NYC noise rockers Uniform return to Sacred Bones with their most transcendent set yet - four heaving genre-fluxing movements that burrow into the darkest depths of the psyche.
Clear that he wanted to approach difficult subject matter - such as eating disorders, mania, self-hatred and self-discovery - Uniform vocalist Michael Berdan reached out to two writers, Maggie Siebert and B.R. Yeager, who helped him "present a portrait of mental and physical illness as vividly terrifying as anything in the present-day canon". But these lyrics would be nothing without a sufficiently formidable backdrop, so Ben Greenberg's arrangements need a nod too. The title track is immediately shocking, both from the pained lyrics - "there's meat on my face!" - and the searing instrumentation, that's teased out over 20 gristle-filled minutes.
Lurching from doom-y distortions into sludgy ambience and then euphoric hardcore, it's dramatic stuff that the remaining three tracks match in intensity. 'Permanent Embrace' is a particular highlight, trapping the intensity of early '00s US black metal but none of the stifling nihilism.
NYC noise rockers Uniform return to Sacred Bones with their most transcendent set yet - four heaving genre-fluxing movements that burrow into the darkest depths of the psyche.
Clear that he wanted to approach difficult subject matter - such as eating disorders, mania, self-hatred and self-discovery - Uniform vocalist Michael Berdan reached out to two writers, Maggie Siebert and B.R. Yeager, who helped him "present a portrait of mental and physical illness as vividly terrifying as anything in the present-day canon". But these lyrics would be nothing without a sufficiently formidable backdrop, so Ben Greenberg's arrangements need a nod too. The title track is immediately shocking, both from the pained lyrics - "there's meat on my face!" - and the searing instrumentation, that's teased out over 20 gristle-filled minutes.
Lurching from doom-y distortions into sludgy ambience and then euphoric hardcore, it's dramatic stuff that the remaining three tracks match in intensity. 'Permanent Embrace' is a particular highlight, trapping the intensity of early '00s US black metal but none of the stifling nihilism.
NYC noise rockers Uniform return to Sacred Bones with their most transcendent set yet - four heaving genre-fluxing movements that burrow into the darkest depths of the psyche.
Clear that he wanted to approach difficult subject matter - such as eating disorders, mania, self-hatred and self-discovery - Uniform vocalist Michael Berdan reached out to two writers, Maggie Siebert and B.R. Yeager, who helped him "present a portrait of mental and physical illness as vividly terrifying as anything in the present-day canon". But these lyrics would be nothing without a sufficiently formidable backdrop, so Ben Greenberg's arrangements need a nod too. The title track is immediately shocking, both from the pained lyrics - "there's meat on my face!" - and the searing instrumentation, that's teased out over 20 gristle-filled minutes.
Lurching from doom-y distortions into sludgy ambience and then euphoric hardcore, it's dramatic stuff that the remaining three tracks match in intensity. 'Permanent Embrace' is a particular highlight, trapping the intensity of early '00s US black metal but none of the stifling nihilism.