There’s a strange delight in the macabre feast Raymond Watts - our indefatigable Lord of Lard - has laid out in "Feast of Agony". This EP isn’t just music; it’s a sermon for the damned, a blood-soaked hymn for those trapped in the echo chamber of modern despair. And oh, how gloriously PIG relishes in its depravity.

Opening with "Heroin for the Damned", a sonic gut-punch co-written with longtime collaborator Jim Davies, Watts channels the primal roar of a funeral procession gone rogue. It’s a track that seduces with industrial hooks before hurling you into a maelstrom of chaos, its lyrics laced with nihilistic poetry and sardonic wit. Watts doesn’t sing so much as declare war on complacency, a general rallying the disenfranchised masses to his side.

The EP’s remaining tracks are no less blistering. "Fallout" swaggers with the menace of a ticking time bomb, while "Comedown" drags you through the sticky afterbirth of ecstasy and regret. "Hand of Mercy (Make the Cut)" is a barbed-wire ballad, its jagged edges softened only by Watts’ grim determination to find redemption amidst ruin. And then there’s "The Ratchet Effect", a snarling beast of a song that captures the tension of a world perpetually on the brink.

Closing the set is "Baptise Bless & Bleed (Red Line Remix)", a ritualistic offering reimagined by Jim Davies. It’s a hymn for the broken, soaked in gasoline and set alight - a fitting end to an EP that revels in the catharsis of destruction.

Watts is no stranger to weaving brutal satire with visceral soundscapes, but "Feast of Agony" finds him sharpening his claws on the grindstone of modern disillusionment. The EP rages against hopelessness and hypocrisy, but beneath the grit lies a flicker of humanity - a sly nod to the fact that even in agony, there’s something worth fighting for.

PIG’s music has always been a paradox: grotesque yet seductive, punishing yet strangely liberating. "Feast of Agony" is no exception, a banquet of despair served with a knowing smirk. It’s as if Watts is reminding us that while the world may be falling apart, at least we can dance - or march - to the chaos.

As the "Heroin for the Damned" tour kicks off, it’s clear that PIG isn’t content to fade quietly into the void. Instead, Watts continues to reign as the master of industrial debauchery, proving once again that even the most twisted feast can offer a morsel of salvation.