Summoning the iconoclastic dystopia of 1992’s Pure for their latest wasn’t what Godflesh fans were expecting, but it was what the field medic ordered. Polar-cold mechanised beats with equal ties to classic hip hop and industrial wastelands set the table for achest-caving bass thump and guitars that drove a shoegazing stake into doom metal’s heart, as mainman Justin Broadrick tersely spilled his guts. Kudos all round for making a 30-plusyear-old blueprint work to stunning effect on Purge.