Guns don’t kill people. Daughters kill people. Music for the unthinkably unstable, Rhode Island’s Daughters (Rhode Island!) deliver “Hell Songs” on Hydra Head, and the title couldn’t be more appropriate. It’s a record that could soundtrack Katherine Dunn’s “Geek Love.” Not throwback metal like that of The Sword, not “Deliverance 2000” hillbilly core, but more of a blend of the two, with just a dash of Regan’s demon. The double-kick drum is back in force, with drastic, troublesome guitar weight and a Macabre-like vocal screech, wail and serial-killer frenzy. Oh, and some violins. Daughters grind their way through ten disturbing songs like a traveling act of circus freaks hell-bent on eating retarded babies. The best part? A closer titled “The Fuck Whisperer,” possibly the greatest title for a song ever, featuring a drawl of a vocal mumble, bass on overdrive, scary and horribly perfect. (Tom Lynch)
Daughters play August 22 at Beat Kitchen, 2100 West Belmont, (773)281-4444, at 9:30pm. $10-$12.