Beware, weak souls will not be quick converts to the holy church of Choir. You Do It To Yourself  is a frenzied, fanatical rager as well as the band’s first venture on Well Gov Records.

The record is encompassed by abrasive, screeching instruments, each vying for space in your ears. Rather than delivering prominent, melodic vocals, Choir opts to litter their tracks with lyrics that could only be described as demonically ambient. Feedback comes and goes, distorting any hopes of laminar flow.

For perspective, You Do It To Yourself plays well behind The Rocky Horror Picture Show or your choice of horror films.

Choir may lack a significant online presence and submerge itself in self-mockery (touting themselves as a “jendek cover band”), but their music is anything but a joke.

The album release show at the Hen Haus in September displayed the hardcore ethics that have given the band notoriety with Pittsburgh punks. Always cautious of the conventional, their singer adopts the persona of a mental patient, convulsing wildly and swallowing the microphone throughout the set.

Save for the constant howl of “ra ra ra” and drums that fall in and out of the mix, You Do It To Yourself proves itself a beautiful bastion of fouled up feedback. Choir’s noise approach to Pittsburgh’s established canon of hardcore is enlightening, warping the known world of tunes.

Listen today. Really.