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Ever since grunge weakened metal’s constitution, the latter’s “I hate you/You hate me” elements have been relegated to such out-of-the-way areas as Sweden, Norway, and south Florida. But on Through Silver in Blood, the sampladelic grindcore of Neurosis gives the music its strength back. Every pulverizing song is loaded with puke-soaked collections of one- to four-word grunts. For your enjoyment, the gentle poetry of “Aeon,” in its entirety: “Illumination bleeds fire/Karmic well of deceit/Blood will nourish/Your sense breeds disgust/Sickened flow/Cauterize my waste/Devoid spirit gone/Our universe will breed/Aeon/Ravens descend/Freeze/Your destiny breathes discord/Fall, obsidian tides/Will be nature’s bane.” And that’s Blood’s frisky track. With Bloodlet at 8:30 p.m. at the Black Cat, 1830 14th St. NW. $8. (202) 667-7960. (CP)