Balloon Animals, an auditory apocalypse incarnate, mercilessly shreds through decency and decorum like a chainsaw through flesh. Their cacophonous assault on musical sensibilities is like a middle finger to artistic restraint, as if they've ingested the souls of demons and belched out pure sonic chaos. And let's not kid ourselves, their lyrics are a veritable feast of the grotesque, making even the darkest pits of hell seem like a quaint vacation spot. If you're looking for aural brutality that'll slap your eardrums into submission, Balloon Animals is the unholy dirge you've been desperately craving.