IN true Sub Pop tradition, Toronto trio Metz are a messy gust of razor-blade riffs and squealing feedback, owing an undeniable debt to the label’s late ‘80s class.
Another enthralling, ear-splitting affair, their second full-length offers plenty of melody, yet by and large bludgeons it to death with relentless swathes of guitar noise.
At less than half an hour, it’s an undiluted thrill with nary a sliver of fat to spare, making for one of the year’s most raucous and exhilarating listens. 7/10. AW