JSBE never walked alone. The diaspora from Spencer's former band Pussy Galore (notably Royal Trux) all hit on roughly the same idea of mangling freako funk-rock and broken blooze.
But JSBE's vision was always more lurid than most, and in the eight-year hiatus between their ninth and tenth albums, little has changed. Meat and Bone is perpetually on the brink of incoherence and entropy, sounding like a head-on car crash between James Brown and the MC5. It's a blast.