Review Summary: Foals continue to evolve and improve.
The descriptions that emerged of Foals’ new sound on their third release
Holy Fire alluded to both experimentation and a smooth transition to the live stage. Interviews with front-man Yannis Philippakis saw words such as “swampiness” and “heat” used repeatedly; unsurprising given the setting in which
Holy Fire was conceived. Recorded primarily live in a serene riverside location with mainly insects for company, the band even went as far as dropping any tracks which “didn’t sound good in the environment.” Such strict resolve is not only commendable but is excellent news for fans who are already accustomed to their energetic, visceral live performances.
Holy Fire is more experimental than Foals’ previous releases and it covers more ground than the winsome
Antidotes or the progressive
Total Life Forever; as it creates a bridge between their début and their sophomore release whilst also exploring new territory.
Some of the strongest moments on
Holy Fire emerge when Foals recall the bouncy, playful riffs that permeated their début release and incorporate them with the mature song-writing demonstrated on
Total Life Forever. Lead single “Inhaler” sees a typically strong lead riff built upon patiently, until the tension is relieved amid a wall of crunching guitars, before quickly softening and allowing the process to begin all over again. Upon comparing the measured “Inhaler” and the relentlessly enthusiastic “Balloons” we see not only an evolved song structure, but a natural progression that touches upon elements of both
Antidotes and
Total Life Forever; demonstrating their ability to marry energy with maturity expertly.
The experimental elements of
Holy Fire can best be summed up with the juxtaposition of two songs. Containing the catchy, toe tapping grooves of previous efforts such as “Miami,” “My Number” cranks the aforementioned traits up to 11. Featuring one of the strongest rhythm sections on the album, lead vocalist Yannis Philippakis describes it as a “Curtis Mayfield groove which [is] unashamedly funk;” and he wouldn't be far wrong. Including probably the brightest, most colourful bass line Foals have ever put to record and a delicate vocal delivery, “My Number” effectively pays homage to its intended influence. In contrast, penultimate track “Stepson” has an organic quality and thrives on minimalism, whilst accurately reflecting the conditions in which it was recorded. Achieved with a delay pedal on the guitars and an almost distant sounding Philippakis, the stripped down sound is miles away from the rhythmically busy “My Number.”
The pitfalls on
Holy Fire occur at both the beginning and the end of the album. Coming from a band who penned the measured brilliance that was “Spanish Sahara,” the anti-climatic album opener “Prelude” is as much a surprise as it is a disappointment. A gradual build up never fully convinces in its attempt to set up “Inhaler,” whilst it also isn't strong enough to be viewed as a standalone track. The similarly underwhelming “Moon” drifts on the back of delicate picking and a light synth line, but fails to develop into the fitting album closer it promises to be, as it looks to emulate the formula on “Stepson” but instead falls slightly short. The fact that these are the only minor issues on
Holy Fire is testament to its ambition and quality, and with their UK tour selling out within hours of going on general release, Foals’ growing popularity is only eclipsed by the strength of their blossoming discography.
