In a 2004 interview, Coffins guitarist/vocalist and Tokyo-scene grindcore veteran Uchino explained his group’s plodding, fuzz-smothered sound: “I felt fatigue for playing in fast band.” Coffins’ high-viscosity doom rumbles like an engine that left the lot in 1996 (the year of the trio’s formation) and hasn’t had a tune-up since: The sludge build-up is astonishing. But while the bungee-plunge tunings and Uchino’s thunderous grunts remain constant, Coffins incorporates some unique wrinkles, like the surf-punk solo that slices through “Deadly Sinners.” Coffins embarked on its first overseas tour exactly a year ago, and while this return engagement is most welcome, future sojourns from Japan shouldn’t be taken for granted. For people who like buying gory T-shirts at metal shows, Coffins delivers gnarly horror-movie-inspired merch. Others will leave with a subtler souvenir, having been slathered in filmy sonic crust.

Thu., April 30, 7:30 p.m., 2009