The Downward Slurp

While discussing the subject of lameness, recently, my colleague Drew invoked the name of Trent Reznor's new post-Nine Inch Nails -dissolution project, How To Destroy Angels. The name struck a familiar chord with me, however, being that it's the title of an early single by Flaming Pablum favorites, Coil. That said, it's still a shite name for a band, and even though I know Reznor's also a fan, it's uncool to – as the hip kids say – bite Coil's steez like that. In any case, those hepcats over a Pitchfork posted a song from the project today (featuring Trent's wife on requisite "come hither" vocals – who knew??). It's pleasantly chilly and malevolently atmospheric (you were expecting maybe a CSNY-cribbing country rock opus?), but there's a pervading little sound effect throughout the track that just diffuses all the funereal tension for me. Listen closely and in the right channel (your right ear) you'll hear what sounds like someone periodically slurping grape soda through a straw. I presume said silliness was unintentional. Hear it for yourself.