Released via their Own It imprint, featuring familiar friends funkcutter, Stanley Bad on violin and horns plus some keyboards provided by ex-Fall recruit Eleni Paulou the new album rights all wrongs, corrects certain errors, picks up and pushes against where the last laugh left off. It is the sonic embodiment of all that heart, head, and hostility are pitted against it in the daily idiot-pits. It’s about finding some much-needed respite from the ravages of the intense doctrines of the modern globe in a way that retaliates, rather than recoils, as an act of mental defense. It’s a war waged in the name of the labour of love instilled into them via Brainiac, Buzzcocks, anarcho-punk, and the self-financed iconoclasm of a melting, experimental Sheffield that used the streets as its very own stage. It’s a deeply ingrained work ethic that wants nothing more than to make their point of view a spearhead sharpened on both political and emotional non-compliance, clear for all to see. The Rest Is Distraction.Īs always with a Girls In Synthesis (GIS) record there is the unavoidable, unadulterated appreciation for the band as being built bigger than the intricate sum of its parts. Ryan Walker takes up the baton: Aggressive isn’t the word.
Said Ged Babey in 2019 reviewing the first Girls In Synthesis album for LTW.
This isn’t entertainment, it’s exorcism. This isn’t rock’n’roll, it’s a matter of life and death.
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