Sometimes, I find it hard to believe this album came out in 1983. The drums, basses, and guitar is primitive and overwhelming. Michael Gira cuts through all the noise with his visceral shouting and his lyrics about power dynamics laid out in the bluntest, most cynical way possible. Swans have changed a lot since '83, but this is still one of their best releases, its influence felt all across noise rock and industrial rock to this day. The deluxe tracks are nice, too.