Future of The Left

Future Of The Left say they write pop songs, only angrier.

But you’re not likely to catch your local postie cheerfully whistling opening track ‘Arming Eritrea’ on his morning round.

The song’s nuclear riffs explode like MC5 on pills and then burst into a chorus which hits hard like At The Drive-In in their prime.

From here on in though, things go somewhat downhill.

The staccato guitar stabs and metronomic menace of ‘The Hope That House Built’ are clearly intended to sound intimidating but actually remind you of Spinal Tap’s

silly pomp rock, and I don’t know what frontman Andrew Falkous looks like, but he sounds like a constipated Bruce Dickinson.

Whatever you thought of their debut, this is music for pubescent teenage boys to listen to while they play online war games.

Yeah, but it’s what I like doing,” he says.

“It’s my idea of fun.” Plus, there’s the issue of control, or at least creative input, the old ‘If You Want Something Done Properly’ thing.

This strikes a chord with both brothers, who admit that not having things run past them,

even the minutest detail on a flyer, for example, can grate on them a bit. Again,

this is not so much band ego as it is frustration with the state of the music business; the tabloid culture, bribery,

what ever it is that gets mediocre clone-of-a-clone guitar bands however much funding and fussing they need to do what ever it is they seem to think
they’re doing.

As Jack puts it, “Really crap bands that people think are doing amazing
things, like using an arpeggio synth for a song, playing really boring

rock’n’roll and being styled by some twat so they get attention.”

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