YOUNG GODS, The - Appear Disappear - 'PEAR NORTHERN LIGHT' VINYL LP
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The YOUNG GODS
Appear Disappear
Two Gentlemen
limited 'pear northern light' white vinyl LP + CD with obi-strip Cat: TWOGTL 13012Rel: 16 Jun 25
Post Rock/Experimental Side 1 - Track 1. Appear Disappear Side 1 - Track 2. Systemized Side 1 - Track 3. Blue Me Away Side 1 - Track 4. Hey Amour Side 1 - Track 5. Blackwater Side 2 - Track 1. Tu En Ami Du Temps Side 2 - Track 2. Intertidal Side 2 - Track 3. Mes Yeux De Tous Side 2 - Track 4. Shie That Drone Side 2 - Track 5. Off The Radar Side 3 - Track 1. Appear Disappear Side 3 - Track 2. Systemized Side 3 - Track 3. Blue Me Away Side 3 - Track 4. Hey Amour Side 3 - Track 5. Blackwater Side 3 - Track 6. Tu En Ami Du Temps Side 3 - Track 7. Intertidal Side 3 - Track 8. Mes Yeux De Tous Side 3 - Track 9. Shie That Drone Side 3 - Track 10. Off The Radar
Swiss industrial veterans The Young Gods return with their most charged record in years, welding searing guitar lines, electronic militancy and raw emotion into a tightly coiled sonic strike. Active since 1985, the trio sound newly reinvigorated-leaner, more combustible. From the outset, 'Mes yeux de tous' blends pounding drums with sharp synth stabs, posing existential questions in the face of an overwhelming digital world. 'Shine That Drone' imagines mass resistance as a dust-raising ritual, while 'Blackwater' pays homage to subversive tech as a tool of protest. But there's tenderness too. 'Blue Me Away' brims with distortion and grief, dedicated to frontman Franz Treichler's late wife, and it delivers the album's most brutal beauty. Elsewhere, 'Systemized' rolls with post-punk menace, and 'Intertidal' channels a lysergic swirl in tribute to the band's psychedelic roots. Produced like a jam, the record feels unfiltered-improvised, but never indulgent. It's a guerrilla document of grief, rage and clarity, as suited to dancefloors as it is to disruption. Nearly forty years in, The Young Gods remain electrifyingly restless.
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