by Joseph Purcell

Taking their name from the Allen Ginsberg poem, Hadda Be Playing on the Jukebox,  the first single from the newly monikered London act is the sound of a band diving into a fresh start. Refocused, it delivers in every way.

Charged from the first note with a joyous, stomping energy, Another Life is a cathartic two and a half minutes. The vocals brim with a vigour that searingly dissects the duelling guitars and hurricane like drums – giving more than a passing nod to the post punk, grunge pop delights of Jeff Rosenstock’s –Post.

There’s a juxtaposition between its bustling musicianship with the anxiety laden lyrical content works, and the deft use of tempo creates moments of pause that are wracked with anxious waves – ‘I can’t think, my hands tied, driving you way out for the first time, and it covers me in worry that’s all I ever know.’  Before an explosive release of tension breaks through – building to a pinnacle of mental turmoil that expels the demons, as the backing vocals grip hold and elevate this debut release into the ether.

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