You know that feeling where you're absolutely pissed off and you're enjoying it way too much? It's a toxic feeling, all that roiling wrath turning into its own sort of euphoria. Your own righteousness and indignation make you feel heroic and indestructible. It's that road-rage feeling, that I-refuse-to-lose-this-argument-with-my-significant-other feeling. It's not a feeling that generally leads to good things happening in the world; I imagine it's the biggest part of what's been powering these Donald Trump rallies lately. But it's a universal feeling, one we all know too well. And Slow Forever, the new album from the Colorado metal duo Cobalt, evokes that feeling -- that pulsating eyes-bulging breath-quickening rage-high, that riding-a-wave-of-bile adrenaline rush -- better than any album I've heard in I don't know how long. It's an overpowering hurricane of fury, a joyous howl from the darkest parts of the soul.