Psychic Drift

Brooklyn's White Suns have been defying conventions since 2006. At heart, they seem like a hardcore band, but they twist their blastbeats into very unconventional rhythms, and they shape feedback noise into something far more powerful and alarming than the average punk or metal band. Following 2014's Totem, perhaps their most astounding, unhinged work to date, White Suns enter bold new territory with their fourth proper album. The four lengthy compositions favor electronics over guitars, and spoken passages over screaming (although there is plenty of that as well). Instead of frantic drumming, there are static-covered pulsations. It's a bit closer to Wolf Eyes territory, but compared to much of that group's post-Dilloway output, this is harsher and scarier. The 14-minute opener, "Korea," starts with vicious noise phasing sequences, travels through bracing spoken word, and ends up with a cacophony of shredded voices and malfunctioning rhythmic noise. "Pilgrim" is mostly festering screec