Like so many other bands, Black Lung found themselves at the start of the COVID-19 pandemic with a fresh album that they would never be able to tour. However, being forced to circle the wagons has done the Baltimore stalwarts some good. Where 2019’s brilliant Ancients incorporated traditional West African instruments into their sludgy grooves, Dark Waves refocusses their doomy talents into an aggressively psychedelic nightmare. Case in point, the title-track lurches forward on a nauseously elliptical riff and churning beats, drawing closer to the rocks as Dave Cavaliers roars, ‘We won’t make it to shore.’ Inevitably, the seasick chugging crashes into a woozy, halftime sway, the band adrift as a guitar solo bubbles up from Davy Jones’ locker. Whether it be Hollow D...