(1994, Touch and Go)

Steve Albini may have just produced the biggest album in the underground and the mainstream’s brief but unholy dalliace in In Utero, but that didn’t mean he’d gone soft in the period between Big Black, Rapeman, and Shellac. As bruising, angular, noisy, and fuck off as an albums gets.

LISTEN: Spotify

READ: Pitchfork’s excellent look back at Albini’s career, which places this as his fourth best album

WATCH: Their entire performance at the Phoenix Festival, which I’m definitely not EXTREMELY upset not to have been able to go to.