If the above album art is any indication, Ben Frost’s latest work is visceral and unforgiving. Rarely do I consider album art to even slightly resemble the musical work at hand, but in trying to articulate Frost’s sound I keep on returning to the above cover. The opening song Killshot (posted below), feels as if one is waking up in a desolate, northern Canadian forest at night amidst crushing snowfall. Towards the end of the song Frost creates a searing synth lines that not only draw the listener in, but make him victim to Frost’s punishing landscape. Perhaps Frost’s greatest feat throughout By the Throat is his utilization of organic sounds to create familiarity while he twists them through his own visionary dread: a snarling wolf, the sound of someone out of breath, and the howling a winter’s wind.