It quickly recalibrates and rapidly builds to a crescendo that’s diced by sax skronk and flailing drums. The hard-nosed, powerhouse opener, “Appropriate,” chugs along with Greer as she leads its bare rhythm toward a devolving mess of noise and chaos. The foursome’s awesome debut LP, Nothing Feels Natural (Sister Polygon), retains that fire-while shoveling in a few heaps of coal to boot. The tracks are all guts and nerve, each threatening to fracture under its own tension like a pane of spider-webbing glass. Vocalist Katie Alice Greer writhes and grits her teeth over stiff, stripped-away rhythms and discordant, busted guitar lines that pretend melody before being fed into a baler, shredding any semblance of it. Early on, as with their 2012 seven-inch “Radiation” b/w “Personal Planes,” D.C.’s Priests were propelled by the sheer will to be a raging mass of hell and punk protest.
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