How you’re trying to process all this shit happening all around us is entirely down to the individual, but without gettting judgy the folks who seem to be permanent residents of Happyville can be a royal pain in the ass.
Not that the wine o’ clock crew will probably be listening much to everyone’s favourite stoner/thrash/sludge/whatever metallists Pigs times alot, something Matt Baty and co. are doubtless very much aware of. Their fifth album, Death Hilarious has been conceptualised around embracing the darkness, as opposed to living, laughing and/or loving.
Although Baty faced up to severe writer’s block following their previous outing Land of Sleeper, this is a band who rarely fail to locate a groove, opener Blockage violent enough to break your prosecco glass, whilst Glib Tongue features rhymes courtesy of Run The Jewels El-P. And yes, you did read that correctly.
Nice guys enjoying making nasty music, the likes of Toecurler, The Wyrm and Collider are all familialry uncompromising gristle, but its the rollicking boogie of Stitches that serves as a reminder that the quintet could play nice if they wanted. Given the chance Death Hilarious should burst any bubble that you’re in, you happy fools from Happyville.
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