Boss Hog Credit: Jeri Lampert

It’s been 17 years since the husband-and-wife duo of Jon Spencer (of Pussy Galore and Blues Explosion fame) and the confrontational, underrated Cristina Martinez have released a full-length album as Boss Hog—though last year’s EP Brood Star was a tantalizing taste of things to come. Parenthood has had a lot to do with their unapologetic hiatuses—their son, now a college student, is an aspiring electronic musician—and they pick right up with their weird and wailing blues-noise as though they’d tucked the sound away in a time capsule and buried it in a Lower East Side basement in 1989. (That’s a compliment, by the way.) Their new full-length, Brood X (like the EP, on In the Red), is every bit as greasy and scuzzy as their early output, while also more agonized and eerie and uncomfortably intimate than Pussy Galore. The record covers a lot of emotional ground, from detached and alienated to full-on savagery, and Martinez establishes that motherhood has sharpened her claws, not dulled them. It’ll be a delight to once again see her and Spencer go at each other onstage like postpunk Honeymooners.   v