(Neptune) You go to a Sunn O))) show knowing exactly what to expect: mammoth doom dirges (what I once called "the obsidian-monolith grind") that saturate the low end with sadistic totality (wear a diaper, to be safe); ritualistic, methodical movement from the robed players onstage; occasional guttural intonations from vocalist Attila Csihar; and enveloping dry-ice clouds. As most know, Sunn O))) essentially build on the minimalist-maximalist foundation laid down by Earth on Earth 2: Special Low Frequency Version, a feat they do with utmost religious devotion and solemnity. It's a noble pursuit. You need to witness Sunn O))) at least once in your life to understand how music can affect you on a molecular—and sphincteriffic—level.