Pitchfork

Shit/noise rock is another way of saying that the instruments don't matter: "Back to Back" is only high-end, much more low-end, and sinister sanitation factory mechanistic repetition. Equal parts Arab on Radar and Harry Pussy-type speaker shredding, the song would have sharp edges if it wasn't such a mess. Really it's closer to the aftermath of sharp edges, the blood already drawn and flowing freely. In spirit, anyway. In practice, Sightings are truly more excretory than pulmonary. Bass here is the substance, the filthy underpinning, and the guitar sits like scum on top. The vocals might as well be another instrument, a screeching mumble ("Back to back," then I have no fucking idea), and the drums move the whole current along. It's disgusting, but it should be."