Clark Huge is in what can only be described as a compromising position.
I'm on a Zoom call with four members of the Armed, a Detroit hardcore collective who are as revered for their genre-bending intensity as they are notorious for taking journalists through a funhouse of deception: using fake names, hiring actors to pose as band members and responding to pointed questions with confounding non-sequiturs. Three of the members on the call are in relatively normal attire for an interview about their fourth album, ULTRAPOP, but their bodybuilding synth player is shirtless and face-down on a massage table while a woman digs her hands into his bare legs.