Do you ever just have the thirst to listen to nothing but mindless feedback? Some people’s entire musical palate consists of nothing else, but if you’re like me, the answer is usually “no, not really.” Some people only want noise and jackhammering aggression, but most of us, when we want those things, want them tempered with some degree of melodicism, and maybe some intellectual depth too. Pixies, in their small amount of material, did an excellent job of pulling together noisy punk elements and unwelcoming atonal sounds with fun hooks and esoteric cultural references. They made music that could be obnoxious if you cranked it up loud enough, but could also be sung along to, and discussed afterwards. Except this song. This song is just noise, except it’s, like, artfully executed.