Geese’s Getting Killed lands like a seismic shock. Tracked in a whirlwind ten days in Los Angeles with producer Kenneth Blume (Kenny Beats), the band’s third album is a chaotic comedy, shambolic in structure but laser-focused in vision. It trades classic rock mythology for something stranger and more self-destructive, balancing big riffs and choir samples with lyrics about war, anxiety, and emotional ruin. The result is a jagged, joyfully unhinged triumph that was immediately heralded as the best rock album of the year.