This album is a tectonic collusion of styles. It combines the creeping and corrupted sludge of Thou with the Emma’s majestically restrained gothic vocal delivery. The effect is intoxicating and extraordinary in equal measures. “May Our Chambers Be Full” is deliciously off-kilter; there are parts that feel almost mainstream and socially acceptable, but then it tumbles off down another corrosive sonic tunnel.

It continually and consistently confounds. In fact, it makes a virtue out of it. And that is what makes it such a magnificent record; it is an act of sensory overload that leaves you not quite sure what you have just listened to but all the same desperate to dive back in.