Kicking off with the beautiful flute flourishes of “Son the Father” you’d be forgiven for wondering what the hell was going on here but as the band joins in we’re in familiar Fucked Up territory with rampant drums and vigorously swirling guitar patterns. Only a minute in and the hectoring, screaming, (anti) religiosity and, lets face it, the band's damn funny/sceptical take on the mysteries of birth, death and life begins - "It's hard enough being born in the first place: who'd want to be born again?" Brilliant.
"Golden Seal" takes on a mystical, searching tone as if divining the deepest secrets of the far flung universe. There are prog-rock leanings and it’s more than whimsy despite the determined beats throughout. There are continual twists and asides and images brought to mind - think Minor Threat soundtracking Hair for instance, bizarre but "Royal Swan" is that bastard lovechild!
It’s like Fucked Up are jamming with the Mahavishnu Orchestra or NEU! at times and it's fantastic. Soaring and ambitious and idiosyncratic. There's a definite feel of Buddhist mysticism about some of the songs whilst still they remain determined to question belief itself.
Guests include Katie Stelmanis and Vivian Girls who lend touches of subtlety, otherworldliness and balls out rock as required but as ever it's the hulking presence of Pink Eyes who growls, prowls and lunges throughout to thrilling effect. Fucked Up are making music like no hardcore band has before. Epic stuff.
www.matadorrecords.com/fucked_up/
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