Patient grandeur has always been this shadowy post-rock collective’s thing: Long, creeping builds to long, explosive climaxes. This time around, they’re not making us wait. Asunder, Sweet kicks off with an elephantine guitar-groove and keeps piling on the heavy shit. It’s not that they’ve abandoned dynamics; the whole middle stretch of their new album works as one long ambient piece. But on this album, they’ve stripped away many of their distancing techniques — the crackling samples, the radio-static hiss — and given in to sounding like a rock band. And while every Godspeed album is great, it’s extra-great to have one that could possibly incite headbanging. –Tom

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