Divorce – Divorce
Like the verb itself, Divorce is not for everyone. Hardly surprising then that the sheer skull-fucking, raw intensity of this long-awaited debut suggests mass appeal was never on the cards anyway. Instead, the Glasgow quartet deal in stabbing, buzzsaw guitars and caustic, wailing vocals underpinned by skin-crawling, ambient drones. Admittedly, it takes the self-proclaimed ‘nae-wave’ pioneers a couple of attempts to hit full gear, but when the trilogy of Aids Of Space, Bill Murray and Pencils Giant Pencils kicks in, you’ll likely be in thrall to their manic, industrial riffs and pummelling percussion.
The weightier end run may stretch the template a mite, but Divorce prove themselves far beyond one-trick ponies with the rebirthed Stabby (Stabby) Stab and its frankly disturbing free-form saxophone solo. With a strong constitution and a little perseverance, song structures seep out of the dense production fuzz to pay dividends; keep that in mind and Divorce could be the option for you.