Keep Honking I’m about to Fucking Kill Myself by My Wife’s an Angel

For fans of The Jesus Lizard, Shellac, Black Flag, contemporary noise rock, and watching everyone else in the room laugh off something you said with complete sincerity, Keep Honking I’m about to Fucking Kill Myself by My Wife’s an Angel sets an ashen world on fire with a sound that unites hardcore intensity with post rock tones and jazz structures. Set perfectly in a cultural moment when people feel simultaneously powerless and outraged, the band’s lyricism oscillates wildly between nihilistic admissions of the apocalypse and a desperate will to convert our energy into meaningful action, decrying the complacency of bread and circus while casting doubt on any sort of course correction. We delve into a meditative state through jazz improvisation and droning guitars, all cemented through a commitment to cyclical intensity reminiscent of both noise and kraut rock to fully envelop us in the absurd realities of our moment. When future generations ask you what the 20s were like, there’s nothing better to show them than this: the most succinct possible rendering of mass digital technology annihilating the human spirit.