Photo by Braeden Long

If ira glass is calli– no wait, screaming our your name sardonically — you know that you’ve gotten deep under the Chicago experimental post-hardcore band’s skin well enough to deserve all of the vitriol they’re about to spew. “You da man / I put you down like Barbara Walters / Shadows topplin’ out my mouth,” hisses Lise Ivanova toward the person whom they refer to as “mister magnanimous” on their new single. “I pick your shit up off the bed, off the sink, off the lurid tile floor.”

To be honest, between the allusions of wrists against spine, bullheaded bitches, and the chaotic French kissed-off ending, I’m not sure whether there’s either some real feral kink domination scene going on here or if it’s just full-blown contempt being vomited forth toward another. The listen’s use of noisy, turgid contortions mimic the limbs it twists, making it hard to tell whether it’s pleasure derived from punishment or just an exorcism of it (though it’s fetish mask visuals might suggest the former.) There’s no shame in either and letting the art dishing it out for you.

ira glass’ “mister magnanimous” single is available now on Angel Tapes / Fire Talk.