Hiss

I love that this starts and ends with a long moment of silence, it's almost like they expect you to forget that the album is on so they can come back to smash your face in with 30 minutes of sheer grindcore brilliance; Wormrot takes no prisoners on this one. The instrumentals are a non-stop onslaught of brutality, topped with bloodthirsty vocals whose style is ever-changing as the album goes on. Hiss is one of the nastiest sounding albums of the year so far, assuredly so.