Considering the girlish, bubble-popping title like Pink, one may be expecting a Top 40, faux-smutty dance harlot with lame dance moves, facial piercings and tacky tattoos. Fugedaboutit. Boris obliterates any signs of nauseating pabulum by bludgeoning the listener with tsunamis of sonic overload, and later by blasting into hard-core hyperspeed. Japan’s premier doom-metal-meets-shoegazing power-core trio […]