The 2007 reissue of the Georgia trio’s 1996 debut album, My Love Is Higher Than Your Assessment of What My Love Could Be, opens with a mantra of krautrock-inspired keyboard patterns that dissolve into a singular cello scratching out notes alongside sparse cymbal accompaniment. Halfway through, the song transforms into instrumental doom metal, sounding like Karp playing out of smaller amps. A similarly minimal percussion opens “Women Dig It” before a giant wall of distortion appears out from nowhere, like the black monolith in 2001: A Space Odyssey. But it’s the pained howling into the microphone that makes this song one of the album’s most unsettling. At first, “The Anvil Will Fall” plays like a folk ballad being sung over a clean-toned electric guitar, until a barrage of stormy noise rock comes crashing down like a sonic flash flood. At nearly 13 minutes long, “F.S.T.P.” is the album’s epic.