Starting out in 1996 as the solo project of Detroit noisenik Nate Young, the trio that is now Wolf Eyes have released myriad albums, cd-rs, cassettes, one-off lathe cuts in lumps of plastic, all amply exhibiting the band's 'Throbbing Gristle with a sledgehammer' aesthetic. Stabbed in the Face, the standout track on last year's Sub Pop long player Burned Mind is an anthem to post-lobotomy, route one musical thuggery.
Described by Pitchfork "as a band who explore noise not for gimmickry or shock-value, but because that's the mode in which they express themselves best", Wolf Eyes maybe aren't acting when they play the sonic moron. They're not going out of their way to fuck you up, that's just what they do.
Onstage, tripping over mass webs of cable, homemade electronics, gongs, horns, tapes and crap guitars, the band lose themselves as though in some kind of maniacal trance, like an atonal MC5 destroying Suicide cover versions in the style of Extreme Noise Terror.
Or in the words of Thurston Moore: "Ultra ass blasting fuck noise for a generation spooked shitless. Like mixing The Stooges and The New Blockaders in a heart full of gore. Total fucking sickboy!"