They laugh harder the more painful it gets. And this is their first proper album? The end is nigh.
35 years on and Primitive Calculators are as depraved and derelict as ever. The songs on The World Is Fucked don't mince about, keeping titles brief and abrasive, and the sonic furniture is flayed and piked for all to see and fear. Their innovative industrial punk grind is as dreadful as is intended, forever contorting convention in favour of bilious violence and pitch-black humour – an atonal mess of Cenobite proportions. They laugh harder the more painful it gets. And this is their first proper album? The end is nigh.