One of the most brilliantly-named bands on earth and one of the most purely descriptive album titles I've come across. The filthy, obsessional, troglodytic sound of these recordings is as close as any band has come to reproducing the actual sound of a death metal band playing way too loud in a basement with sweat dripping off the ceiling. A near-religious experience, if your idea of rapture is self-flagellation by candlelight. Exquisite.
Favorite track: Convoluting Unto Despondent Anachronism.