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Spice singer Ross Farrar speaks of the band's ambition to forge a sort ofaesthetic patois a mode of expression as strikingly regional as it isrecognizable. Last year's self-titled debut, released in the depths of thepandemic, fully achieved this goal, distilling decades of North Bay punkand post-hardcore into an urgent, artful set of emotive unrest. Their latestsingle, A Better Treatment b/w Everyone Gets In, further refines thegroup's singular mix of weathered melody and abrasive poetics, equalparts bracing, bruised, and cryptic."A Better Treatment" began as a song about a friend who died butthrough the turmoil of collaboration transformed into something moremacroscopic and opaque, blurring the boundary between hopeful anddefeated ("I thought loving someone would cure my self-hatred"). Bassand drums build against walls of guitar while the violin threads it's ownmelancholy within the noise; Farrar is blunt about the intention "The violinis an instrument of death you know.""Everyone Gets In" is both poppier and more pained, an anthem for angstaging into the reverie of regret "We lose our strength / along the way / welose each other / the funeral sways." The tempo sways too, graduallyslowing to an anxious crawl before finally revving back into a storm ofshimmering guitar and splashing drums, fighting against the dying of thelight. It's music of raw truths and rejected pedestals, storied butunswerving, a revolt against the great regress "and my / my time is spent/ adoring seasons / that I / I never should've." Album Tracks 1. A Better Treatment 2. Everyone Gets in
