Fentanyl‘s self-titled debut album, that’s out today via Convulse Records, is music that forces you to have an opinion about it. It’s hardcore punk that’s fast, primal, and genuinely abrasive, not in a “your parents won’t like this” way, but rather in a “your friend with a Black Flag tattoo who regularly attends basement punk shows might still find this to be a bit too much” way. The album is 14 tracks in 15 minutes, with no distortion pedals in sight: just guitar amps turned up so paint-peelingly loud that the notes turn into knives. Everything about Fentanyl feels at once perfectly calibrated and shot from the hip. That may seem like an impossible needle to thread, but that narrow space between hyper-precise vision and endearing ...