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That name, coupled with albums called Bad History Month and You Can Pick Your Nose, You Can Pick Your Friend's Nose, But You Can't Escape Your Horrible Family, and now a new single, "Sad History Month", might dupe you into thinking that Boston's ace Fat History Month are just goofing around. They're not: "Sad History Month" is as serious as your life, a sprawling six-and-a-half-minute psychological breakdown whose crushing static and self-lacerating lyrics could hide among the rarities on Smog's Accumulation: None without provoking much suspicion.

"I'm a ghost and I'm haunting my own body, and it really sucks just being stuck here," Jeff Meff mutters by way of an opening, giving way to details of a hospital stint-- "they served breakfast every meal/ It's okay"-- the outcome of which is completely overwhelmed by patches of body-breaking clangor and unsettling quiet, as if Mount Eerie's Clear Moon and Ocean Roar had been sequenced as a single piece.

-pitchfork