Classic Rock

Black Futures

Never Not Nothing

- Mark Beaumont

MuSiC For NatioNS

Post-apocalypti­c tech-rock militia march on success.

Less band, more sci-fi military cult, Black Futures are two situationi­st tech-rock art pranksters called Space and Vibes who, when they’re not heading a shadowy nihilistic art commune called The Space Station or circling the globe from Chernobyl to Area 51 on creative Expedition­s, are playing individual­ly titled Experiment­s (i.e. gigs) featuring platoons of flag-waving followers in hazmat suits, and giant pyramidal monoliths bearing a mysterious, arcane symbol. The KLF meets Contagion, you might think; actually Black Futures are the sound of all our shattered tomorrows.

The trick is to live your art. As spliced with post-apocalypti­c rebellion imagery as this ultrainten­se rave-rock/crank-glam/ future-funk debut album might be – and humour too: ‘Ten minutes till the end of the world! Let’s make love!’ goes the savage, Prodigyesq­ue Love – their calls for social unity (Me. TV, featuring Bobby Gillespie intoning warnings of ‘hyper-capital zombificat­ion’), action against ecological disaster (Youthman) and an end to humanity’s cash lust (funk-thrash epic Riches) make up a genuine post-capitalist ideology they call Newtopia. Its tenets are delivered with a future-facing, soundclash­ing ferocity shot through with endearing melody; witness the cyborg psych of Karma Ya Dig!, robo-metal onslaughts like Body & Soul, and a weightless chunk of euphoric, limitless blissfuzz noise called Trance.

Arguably the debut album of the year already. ■■■■■■■■■■

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