Taken at face value—before you press "play"—The Body seems to present its nihilism in easily digestible chunks, song titles and album names and T-shirt slogans. The two shaggy dudes behind the racket, Chip King and Lee Buford, are really good at pulling incredibly bleak, dystopian-lite album titles out of their combined asses; they've brought you such suffocating hits as I Will Die Here and The Cold, Suffocating Dark Goes on Forever and We Are Alone, and joyless collaborations like Nothing Passes and You, Whom I Have Always Hated. King and Buford clearly adore their art and love creating music with their friends in bands like Thou, Krieg, and the Assembly of Light Choir, but you'd absolutely never guess it from the sheer, crushing horribleness of the music they make with them. It's a strange juxtaposition, and yet, it works well—too well, sometimes. One wonders how they back away from and escape that heavy burden of darkness once they bring it to squalling, screaming life. Maybe they don't.The Body's incredibly abrasive new full-length release, No One Deserves Happiness really takes the cake, though, in terms of harnessing that perpetual black mood. Laden with commanding power electronic flourishes, King's trademark pained yowls, hypnotic tribal drums, and eerie, angelic vocals from the Assembly of Light Choir’s Chrissy Wolpert, the album limps along like a wounded animal. The band's roots as a sludgy, droning doom band remain intact, but are now buried under so many layers of ugliness that it's difficult to peg this as "metal" at all—it's just extreme music, with an emphasis on extremity.Suffer through the video for "Two Snakes" below, and accept that No One Deserves Happiness on March 18 (via Thrill Jockey).Kim Kelly is manifesting alchemy on Twitter.