Review Summary: Fire and fury
SOUL GLO’s latest barnburner of an EP deserves to be recognised as one of the very best releases of 2020, not just for having the single best album title of the year (or maybe ever?), but also for being punk as fucking shit. Picking up where the likes of
Plutocracy left off, SOUL GLO’s explosive blend of back-to-basics hardcore, skramz and hip hop is as bewildering as it is skull-shatteringly addictive. Frontman Pierce Jordan tosses out lyrical hand-grenades one after another like a man possessed - as convincing a voice for the oppressed and pissed-the-fuck-off as any - whilst a near indecipherable barrage of eclectic riffage and furious drumwork propels
Songs to Yeet at the Sun to towering heights of fury that not even the likes of
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Gulch managed to attain in 2020.
It’s near impossible to keep track of everything that’s going on, and harder still to not be impressed by the spirit and passion clearly fueling the hardcore four-piece from Philly. Yet somehow, despite the band’s consistently dizzying aesthetic, everything slots neatly into place on
Songs to Yeet at the Sun, the quartet’s latest riff-fest sporting levels of cohesion, polish and precision far exceeding 2019’s
The Nigga In Me Is Me. It’s the type of shit to make you genuinely excited about a genre in desperate need of a shakeup, with the potential of the group to put out their own
Calculating Infinity or
[insert genre defining album here] shining clear as day. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m by no means well placed to comment authoritatively on the current state of the Afro-Punk scene - white, middle-class Brit that I am - yet even I can say with certainty that its future looks brighter than ever with the likes of SOUL GLO at the helm.
