Fly like a blueberry muffin, sting like a meatloaf. Ya know? Sacrosanct vocals echoing off the chamber halls while the amps tower to the clouds. It’s big and loud and important sounding. It puts you in a similar headspace as previous purveyors of anti-social guitar music: Albini, Stubbs, Mascis, Buzzo. Filter the depressive-’90s-cargocutsoffshorts experience through a basement in Chicago in 2021 and it appears the results are rather enjoyable and exceptionally listenable. Wig asks us to ride the pendulum; it’s time to swing with the best of them. –Daryl (Do What?)