Winter seems to be a confused beast this year. Three seasons mixed into one, and night is always looming. Darkness gives us a freedom, the illusion of isolation, and dusky clubs simulate this perfectly. Listening to a throbbing sub-bass or a high-pitched scream the dim lights allow us, for a brief period, to escape.
Gnarwolves summon up this sentiment, with dark, angsty songs, littered with blotted memories and yelps. It harks back to memories of listening to pop-punk bands as a teenager, but brought forward to a twenty-something perspective. With catchy choruses which you can easily imagine chanted back by long fringed teens. At times their tracks feel immature, but don’t we all want that now and then. Immaturity and freedom. Regardless of whether this is your thing or not, it is impossible to deny that Community, Stability, Identity is so incredibly passionate you just want to shout it back at your speakers.
So the trio from Cornwall now reside in Brighton, and last year released this brilliant EP. I’ve been listening to it solidly for days. I even included it in my mix for our friends over at Exetera Magazine.