I’m going to be honest and say that my gut reaction, when I saw the name of this band, was to imagine some grievance being filed against the peppermint patty company. Like, perhaps the purchaser didn’t get the sensation of skiing down a hill in sub-zero temps, and therefore wants a refund? Because the sensation one gets from “Forgotten” is more crushing than carefree, with grinding buzzsaw synths, white streaks of feedback and the kind of brutally insistent drum track that sounds like it was lifted from a compilation of sound effects from decaying urban machine shops. Headed up by Ryan Martin, who runs the excellent Dais records, York Factory Complaint is intended as a kind of situationist questioning of the increasing homogenization of the art and music scenes. In that way, it recalls Missing Foundation, the ’80s proto-industrial act whose records Dais recently reissued: a closed fist, raised in angry protest.