Sometimes bands lay it all on the table, and you know exactly what you're getting before you even put the disc on. Such is the case with UK collective Wizard's Beard, whose vicious sludge coats even the name of their PsycheDOOMelic debut, Pure Filth. If ever the tag "as advertised" applied anywhere, it applies here. The Leeds four-piece top nasty, sometimes angular, riffing and crashing with throat-burning screams, and seem to keep the Pure Filth ethic in mind at all times. In the case of centerpiece track, "Parasite," their abrasiveness borders on unlistenable, but there seems to be just enough underlying groove throughout the album to keep Wizard's Beard from tipping over into absolute mayhem. That's not to say they're writing songs with catchy choruses or hooks to draw the listener in, or even meeting accessibility halfway somehow - because they're not - just that if you follow the riff, you might be able to come out of these five tracks with your face still attached to your skull.