Technically, the gap is only two and a half years as we’ve all been in a fucked up musical stasis for 18 months. I can’t think of a better way to be revived than through the power of Grand Collapse.
‘Empty Plinths’ grabs the baton and rams it into your skull, as that ruthless guitar is unforgiving and Calvin shows no vocal remorse;
‘Pitiful speeches by the rulers dressed in velvet robes and great big crowns,’ he screams in the closing title track. Without being direct, lyrically, Grand Collapse bleakly paint the landscape before us all, an apocalyptic film-word-score… ‘Don’t fear the reaper – Fear yourself!’
There’s no stand out tracks on this album, they’re all outstanding. Unstoppable, tight, aggressive and fast as fuck. Speedcore? Yeah, maybe, but no labels are necessary when you can play something as good as this and be left feeling both battered and exhilarated. Be sure to play it as loud as you can and see if your neighbour will rat on you, a la National Detective Programme.
I like bands who stick to a plan, and, as with ‘Far From The Callous Crowd’ and ‘Along The Dew’, ‘Empty Plinths’ sleeve has been brilliantly designed by that stalwart Welly Artcore. Available on various coloured vinyl (that is selling out fast) from TNS Records / Epidemic Records / Urinal Vinyl – don’t delay – get it today…