Have you ever been punched in the face while dancing ecstatically, but the person who hit you ALSO seemed to be dancing and loving it but you couldn’t really tell? If you’ve been in the front row at a DOPE BODY show—or the back row or somewhere in the middle for that matter—it’s a distinct possibility. Dope Body has built their name in the underground with intense live performances of their ALSO intense studio recordings. On the back of their second album, 2012’s Natural History, they embarked on a rigorous nineteen months of almost nonstop touring, bringing their individual performance stomp to every bar, basement and backyard that asked for it. On Lifer, Dope Body redefines the aural yawp they have been venting for some time, honing wild windmills into surgical strikes, their gut-busting repulsion-sound continuing to expand without losing any of the feral energy that made a crazed reputation in the already-insane Baltimore music and arts underground.