It’s an odd combination of clattering punk grooves and drifting, dreamscape indie but somehow it just seems to work. But that is the art of music making really, being brave enough to throw things together that have no business being together and seeing what happens, of not worrying if it fails or flies, and understanding that both eventualities are equally important to any artist. Like they say, if you always do what you’ve always done, you’ll always get what you’ve always got. But Crooked Ghost in general and this track in particular is the sound of someone doing something different, in other words, Sinew in Red really flies.
Although touching on the same dark and hazy territory as the likes of The Cure and Echo and The Bunnymen but somehow more intense, more drenched in melancholy, Crooked Ghost are very much today’s band, the sort of sound clash which only seems possible in this post-genre world that we find ourselves in. And vocally too the track stands apart from the competition, Ray Lark’s tremolo-infused, slightly androgynous voice wandering between dream-rock and an almost ecclesiastical vibe, like hymns to along fallen god or shamanic rituals to sonically conjure the dark spirits of music.
It’s a singular and impressive track, what else is there to say?