Longevity and critical acclaim notwithstanding, it's a bold move for any musical outfit to label their new record Radical. After all, using a term this symbolically-loaded can easily be viewed as an open invitation for polyvalent readings. Could it be an indicator of stylistic variance? A grand gesture towards progressive philosophy? Or merely a nod to '90s anachronism and Bart Simpson catchphrases?
For Every Time I Die, the answer appears to be a little more nuanced.
Once more unto the breach
Have Every Time I Die always been quite this angry? The answer, obviously, is yes - as each and every one of the band's southern-fried, riff-stacked LPs can attest to - and yet there's something distinctly, dizzingly fucking furious about Radical that is just chef kiss levels of delicious (*mwah*).
Opening trio "Dark Distance", "Sly" and "Planet Shit" erupt with the kind of pissed-the-heck-off energy that the Buffalo-bred quintet haven't quite hit since 2012's Ex Lives. The slightly more composed and calculated tendencies of the band's recent output are briskly shaken off in exchange for Radical's joyously jagged edges, tinged as always with their characteristic hot pink flair for groove and melody.