Producer Ben Brodin has clearly listened to Steve Albini’s recordings of The Jesus Lizard, and New England’s Pile must also be fans. “The World Is Your Motel” begins practically in mid-sentence, with drums pounding away in the back of the warehouse while the guitars discover riffs. The nasty assault returns in variations throughout the album, one of the better postpunk efforts to mine this territory. Singer Rick Maguire turns existence into a joke, and he’s not nearly as interested in hitting the proper notes that a more “conscientious” singer might. That’s what makes “Tin Foil Hat,” “Hot Breath,” and “Touched by Comfort” so endearing. Pile do what they want.