IT’S IMMATERIAL GHOSTLY INTERNATIONAL, OUT NOW West Coast electro with roots in ’ 80s Manchester.
Previously based in Brooklyn, Chris Stewart’s recent move to sunnier Californian climes doesn’t appear to have brightened his mood – nor the noirish synth tones favoured on his second LP. So while the album title may echo the Liverpool indie-pop outfit of Driving Away From Home fame, Iron Lung’s brooding intensity and Peter Hook-inspired bassline sound as if they’ve been teleported directly from Factory Records circa 1981. If Stewart were simply serving up a post-punk pastiche that would be the end of the story, but the emotive yearning of his vocals and out-of-focus production places him firmly in the present, even as Woods’ industrial clatter and Frisk’s plangent synths play hall-of-mirrors tricks with early New Order. RUPERT HOWE
Listen To: Iron Lung | Woods