By Paddy Kinsella
Leaving my house earlier this week, the change in seasons was palpable. The sight of browning leaves normally prompts excitement for evenings spent huddled in gig venues, however, this year a wave of grief followed; not only for a summer that never was, but also for our inability to compartmentalise the seasons by our memories and our experiences; the weather changes but very little else does.
Autumn’s red sky forebodingly hangs over Fightmilk’s new single If You Had A Sister…. For the most part, it resembles a bonfire newly lit – a patient crowd eagerly anticipating the spread of the flames. A truly memorable chorus does bleed out from the slowly building percussion, however, its flames are quickly doused, and the explosion that has forever felt imminent is put on ice. Communicating tension is no easy feat, but when the flames finally convulse into a dazzling fire, Fightmilk’s mastery of it is plainly apparent – an audible sigh of relief sounding from deep within as drums, keyboard and guitar collide in a dystopic conclusion. Unable to attribute our experiences to the seasons, we need music, more than ever, to illuminate the change in the air. If You Had A Sister… is a perfect example of a song that does exactly that.
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