After 2009's Crack the Skye a harrowing epic inspired by the suicide of Dailor's sister and the near-fatal brain hemorrhage Hinds suffered after a drunken fistfight the band was ready to cut loose. Case in point: "Blasteroids," a punk-metal sprint that includes repeated howls of "I wanna drink some fucking blood!"
The band expect as many as 14 songs on the final album. Already, they've also got "Curl of the Burl," a swaggering, deep-grooved rocker in the Queens of the Stone Age mold, and "The Octopus," whose cascades of dizzying guitar licks work toward a massive, anthemic chorus. Then there's "Stargasm," which lays galloping riffs over stadium-size drums. "It's about fucking in space," says Dailor, who devised a sci-fi story line for The Hunter but the concept was ultimately scrapped.
Adds Dailor, "Brent was like, 'Fuck all that! Let's just have fun."