Labels: No Quarter
Review by: Kunal Nandi
Whoa. Shooting out the traps in totally manic mode, bass and drums locked down in their inexorable search for the ultimate groove whilst a raft of guitars and keyboards jazz away over the top. Actually, even they’re in some way locked in to the relentless forward momentum Circle’s rocket-powered Can worship summons up, and that’s all before the vocals kick in. Simple and clear, endlessly melodious over the pleasing cacophony wailing away beneath. And that’s just for openers. Things step down a gear but the method is still used to brilliant, heady effect. Rock that rolls on and on and on and on and on and on…