Bitter break-ups, good and bad drugs and the Book of Revelations seem among the inspirations revealed by this usually feedback-happy trio’s new emphasis on lyrics and lonesome vocals.
Virginia’s Carney brothers rock hauntingly on seventh album.
Wide-open rustic space has been cleared around an ongoing hardcore sense of urgency. Psychedelic effects shimmer around Shining, which feels epic but lasts for two minutes, while Wildfires ploughs steadily on through emotional wreckage and blood-deep beliefs.
Darkness Is Coming could be 60s soul sung by a double-tracked Lennon, adding to the subtle variety. ‘We drank too much/They said good luck,’ the brothers sing on Lack Lustre Rush between staccato, bullet-point guitar.
Their spare southern rock has a Gothic stoner mystery all of its own.