All We Have Is Never
The Isle Of Lewis is the largest such of the Outer Hebrides archipelago, and a place where myth and folklore are abundant, The Callanish Stones, a cruciform circle reckoned by tradition to be the forms of petrified giants who would not convert to Christianity, once prompted notable chronicler of the ancient Julian Cope to pronounce himself âLashed by wind and rain but surrounded by vibeâ. This was where Holy Scum decided to take a pilgrimage for the recording of their second album proper for Rocket Recordings, All We Have Is Never. Frustrated by the physical and logistical challenges keeping the band members from collaborating, they decided the best way forward was at the residential Black Bay Studios on Great Bernera, a two hour plus ferry ride from anywhere. âThe isolation of Black Bay was our salvation, a much-needed cleanse after a year of relentless misfortuneâ reckons the bandâs Peter Taylor. Taylor describes the Holy Scum approach jokingly as âNo riffsâ yet this belies an ability to carve abstraction and minimalism into monolithic and ominous shapes. Whilst the band are as handy as ever with excoriating and ear-splitting experimentation - as on the feverish guitar scree that underpins the tautâThievesâ - they also excel in a grittily vital charge as analogous to the ballsy kinetics of Fugazi and The Ex (the primal âI Am The Landâ) as the overcast catharsis of Killing Joke and Voivod (the infectious âWitchesâ). âThe title is a nod to the fact that everything ends - good, bad, ugly, beautiful â reflects vocalist Mike Mare (DĂ€lek) of their most focused work to date. âThat is not a bad thing - it is a rebirth every time. We can spend a lifetime 24/7 together having shared experiences but living separate realitiesâ. âI donât think it is nihilistic,â he adds. âThe despair turns into hope for sureâ.
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All We Have Is Never
The Isle Of Lewis is the largest such of the Outer Hebrides archipelago, and a place where myth and folklore are abundant, The Callanish Stones, a cruciform circle reckoned by tradition to be the forms of petrified giants who would not convert to Christianity, once prompted notable chronicler of the ancient Julian Cope to pronounce himself âLashed by wind and rain but surrounded by vibeâ. This was where Holy Scum decided to take a pilgrimage for the recording of their second album proper for Rocket Recordings, All We Have Is Never. Frustrated by the physical and logistical challenges keeping the band members from collaborating, they decided the best way forward was at the residential Black Bay Studios on Great Bernera, a two hour plus ferry ride from anywhere. âThe isolation of Black Bay was our salvation, a much-needed cleanse after a year of relentless misfortuneâ reckons the bandâs Peter Taylor. Taylor describes the Holy Scum approach jokingly as âNo riffsâ yet this belies an ability to carve abstraction and minimalism into monolithic and ominous shapes. Whilst the band are as handy as ever with excoriating and ear-splitting experimentation - as on the feverish guitar scree that underpins the tautâThievesâ - they also excel in a grittily vital charge as analogous to the ballsy kinetics of Fugazi and The Ex (the primal âI Am The Landâ) as the overcast catharsis of Killing Joke and Voivod (the infectious âWitchesâ). âThe title is a nod to the fact that everything ends - good, bad, ugly, beautiful â reflects vocalist Mike Mare (DĂ€lek) of their most focused work to date. âThat is not a bad thing - it is a rebirth every time. We can spend a lifetime 24/7 together having shared experiences but living separate realitiesâ. âI donât think it is nihilistic,â he adds. âThe despair turns into hope for sureâ.
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The Isle Of Lewis is the largest such of the Outer Hebrides archipelago, and a place where myth and folklore are abundant, The Callanish Stones, a cruciform circle reckoned by tradition to be the forms of petrified giants who would not convert to Christianity, once prompted notable chronicler of the ancient Julian Cope to pronounce himself âLashed by wind and rain but surrounded by vibeâ. This was where Holy Scum decided to take a pilgrimage for the recording of their second album proper for Rocket Recordings, All We Have Is Never. Frustrated by the physical and logistical challenges keeping the band members from collaborating, they decided the best way forward was at the residential Black Bay Studios on Great Bernera, a two hour plus ferry ride from anywhere. âThe isolation of Black Bay was our salvation, a much-needed cleanse after a year of relentless misfortuneâ reckons the bandâs Peter Taylor. Taylor describes the Holy Scum approach jokingly as âNo riffsâ yet this belies an ability to carve abstraction and minimalism into monolithic and ominous shapes. Whilst the band are as handy as ever with excoriating and ear-splitting experimentation - as on the feverish guitar scree that underpins the tautâThievesâ - they also excel in a grittily vital charge as analogous to the ballsy kinetics of Fugazi and The Ex (the primal âI Am The Landâ) as the overcast catharsis of Killing Joke and Voivod (the infectious âWitchesâ). âThe title is a nod to the fact that everything ends - good, bad, ugly, beautiful â reflects vocalist Mike Mare (DĂ€lek) of their most focused work to date. âThat is not a bad thing - it is a rebirth every time. We can spend a lifetime 24/7 together having shared experiences but living separate realitiesâ. âI donât think it is nihilistic,â he adds. âThe despair turns into hope for sureâ.
