Rock guitar riffs — or, at least, non-metal rock guitar riffs — were something of a lost art in 2013. Bands were more likely to use their guitars to waft, or twinkle, or channel fuzz-gods, than they were to find a combination of notes that stuck in your gut. But on their debut album, these severe British punks came with the motherfucking riffs: Edge-gone-feral clangs on “She Will,” sinuous East Bay Ray divebombs on “Husbands,” steroidal Bauhaus churns on “Waiting For A Sign.” They pulled out these riffs with absolute bloodthirsty precision, pairing them with a sense of bleak atmosphere and lyrical stridency and straight-faced menace, all of which fit together like puzzle pieces. Young bands, making debut albums, never have their shit together like this, but the Savages of Silence Yourself are an astonishingly complete package, a group of ladies who got their shit completely figured out before letting us hear anything. They’ve nailed their chosen aesthetic so completely, the first time out, that it’s hard to imagine where they’ll go from here. But then, they can write riffs like these, so you’d be a fool to count them out. –Tom [LISTEN]