Lost Son broods and bristles with dystopian blues and dark intent and Deependit pushes the sound into the realms of the metal fraternity, though due to Sebastian Sanchez powerful vocals, the band never feels the need to play the screamo cop-out card – come on, do you think those cacophonous crooners would be making such silly noises if they could actually sing? None of that nonsense here, no sir.
In short it is music made with no limits, geographically or generically and exists in the present only because it has one foot in the past and the other in the future. Maybe if we spent less time trying to decide what music should be and how it is made and just let it all naturally fuse together ignoring rules and tradition, fashion and fad we would end up with more albums like this.
At a point where labels stop being necessary, where artists absorbing the sounds of the past to create a vibrant future, where music boundaries aren’t so much being knocked down but gently nudged forward, you find some great new music and leading that gentle move into the future you find Steve Ravensfield, not so much rose-tinted, just perfectly aware.
It wanders between the now and the near future, both recognisable and exploratory, a blend of the slick dance floor sounds of past and present and helping to push the electronic boundaries into fascinating new forward thinking techno-concoctions.
This is rock for a new generation, rock wearing a coat of many generic colours, rock realising that the tribalism and demarkations that have long kept the genre on a very straight and predictable path need to be abandoned, more than anything this is rock embracing the future, beginning a new chapter and having fun along the way.
Only U is set to become a favourite of modern club culture, it is as simple as that. It delivers all the goods, all the expectation and fever that a dance floor classic needs, but it does so on its own terms.
The music suggests something beyond human a sort of impossible blend of the primitive and ancient and the clinical and futuristic, a hybrid of animal and machine, primordial yet complex as eerie atmospherics and Stygian sounds vie for attention and the end result is a heavy, claustrophobic and nebulous musical collection.
Fall comes accompanied by a remix which pushes things into an electro dance world, it is beat driven and groovesome, but where that plays to the cyber-set, the original very much mines an old school seam, all swirling riffs, ambience and atmosphere.
On the one hand they play with sounds which seem built of almost intangible, ethereal qualities, the stuff of stardust and dreams but the clever part is that they then bolt those fey and ephemeral vibes on to soulful and sultry rhythms, pulsating beats, raw post-rock guitarwork and infectious boogies to fashion the perfect blend of texture and solidity.
It is an album which has no bounds, the music is as diverse and myriad as to give the feeling of a mix tape or a compilation album from a cultish record label, but it is the lyrics which really form the cohesion, direct, often dark, philosophical and challenging.