Taken from their fourth long-playing offering, Mad End, this, the album’s opening salvo, is a brooding and brilliant affair, a mix of industrial soundscapes and sci-fi vibes, depth-charge bass lines and scintillating sound washes.
gloryBots currently takes the form of a three-piece outfit, based around the captain of this strange and satisfying musical ship Jalal Andre, and he is accompanied on his current voyage by bassist Ilya Krisa and Don Gunn on drums.
Together, they navigate a maelstrom of sonic ebbs and flows that takes in post-punk vibes and alt-rock energy, brooding gothica, and metallic dance grooves and sounding not unlike New Order, but in an alternative timeline, one where they had taken a different course and headed down a darker path that would see them signed to a label such as Andrew Eldritch’s Merciful Release rather than Mute Records.
Musically, the track lives up to its name, capturing that disorientating and static state of breathlessness, that liminal realm between the living, breathing norm and the dark unknown that lies beyond.
As an introduction to the new album, you couldn’t ask for a more intriguing and enticing calling card. Few discerning and adventurous music fans will hear this and not want to know more. I know I did.
