Black Lips - Apocalypse Love

The Black Lips return with Apocalypse Love

The Black Lips return with their 10th studio effort Apocalypse Love, scorched with their trademark menace, it cryogenically mutates all recognised musical bases; it spins yarns about vintage Soviet synths, Benzedrine stupors, coup de' tats, stolen valor and certified destruction, all set against a black setting sun. Since the turn of the decade the band have transformed from austere country pioneers, into a set of Lynchian surrealists, hellbent on recalibrating the history of rock ‘n' roll.

Singer and saxophonist Zumi Rosow muses, "It's a weird dance record, one that reflects the moment that the world's in right now..." Apocalypse Love is an album that emanates from a dive bar jukebox in the back of your mind; with a playlist that bends between tub thumping doom-glam, Plastic Ono singalongs, cocktail-shaken space age pop, Morricone reverberations and lo-fi outsider acoustic-punk, with mariachi horns, theremins, drum machines and harmonies filtering through the infectious melodies.

Stand-out number "Among The Dunes" is an amorphous platform-heeled anthem, a signature sax-fueled stomper filled with trippy swagger. While opener "No Rave" proffers a hypnotic locked groove, with Cole Alexander's trademark snarl delivered over a sulphurous wall of distorted hedonism, a dystopian anthem for an apocalyptic manifesto. Meanwhile, the twisted exotica of "Whips Of Holly" with its silver screen façade is like the soundtrack to a classic Theda Bara vamp-fest. As the band venture into their third decade, Apocalypse Love is proof that The Black Lips show no sign of slowing down

Side A

1. No Rave

2. Love Has Won

3. Stolen Valor

4. Lost Angel

5. Whips of Holly

6. Apocalypse Love

7. Operation Angela.

Side B

1. Crying on A Plane

2. Sharing My Cream

3. Among The Dunes

4. Tongue Tied

5. Antiaris Toxicaria

6. The Concubine

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