Released: 11/03/22
If phonophobia is the fear of sound, then few bands embody it more completely than crustcore titans Extreme Noise Terror. This album doesn’t just play—it assaults, as if kicking you down a chute into a lifetime sentence in Room 101. Here, the band are at their peak, which somehow feels like the absolute worst thing you’ve ever endured in all the best ways.
Vocals splutter and tear at the seams on Pray To Be Saved and Self-Decay, sounding like machinery collapsing under its own rage. Guitars grind and groan, gutting you from the inside out on Knee Deep in Shit and Moral Bondage. Meanwhile, rhythms erupt without warning—like demonic hailstorms laced with nails—on Third World Genocide.
Only a band like Extreme Noise Terror could wield such influence while producing something so deliberately punishing. It’s music that feels like being shattered and reassembled at once—equally exhilarating and vicious in its chaos.