The Fall - Your Future Our Clutter

If you are a Fall fan, or like synth noises, bizarre lyrics that you don’t understand, this album is near enough perfect.

For those of you that didn’t catch the title of The Fall’s 28th studio album (or is it 29th? Is anyone even counting anymore?) fear not, as it is repeated at least 20 times in opening track ‘O.F.Y.C. Showcase’. Although every now and then, instead of the album title ‘Your Future Our Clutter’ it’s changed to ‘Our Future Your Clutter’, ‘O.F.Y.C’, get it?

This might be the thousandth release from the band, who formed over 30 years ago, but it’s the first under the label Domino who boasts such artists as Animal Collective and Four Tet. Yet through record label changes, line up adjustments and ill health, The Fall have managed to retain their dirty, kraut-rock sounds and remain proudly at the top of their game.

The helter-skelter of ‘Your Future Our Clutter’ takes us through nine rambling, rumbling tracks starting with the aforementioned ‘O.F.Y.C’ Showcase. The track starts with mumblings from notorious front man Mark E Smith, these mutterings can be found hidden in songs throughout the entirety of the album like a cult-styled hypnosis. It’s in this introduction that Smith gives his ‘showcase’ the brash nonchalance that we would expect in a Fall record, and one that you have to admit, they have earned the right to.

The clogs of Smith’s egotistical mind becomes fiercely apparent with track Mexico Wax Solvent when he refers to his time in hospital after ill-health: ‘A 12-year-old doctor, A fresh-faced physician gives a note based on lies, So I don’t have to stand any more.’ Eventually leading on to smith factually proclaiming ‘I am invincible’. If these 28 albums are anything to go by, this guy might be on to something. His unique outlooks and perspectives on life are injected in to each and every song in his lyrical style, singing about surrealism, sociological issues and his personal experiences.

This man is out to shock and the outro track does that. Strangely entitled ‘Weather Report 2’ it opens with the most delicate and pretty guitars. It’s airy and mystical and like a natural disaster, leads on to make way for the noise we had expected. A fiery, electronic rumble with Smith’s vaguely coherent bizarre ramblings lathered on top sounding not so dissimilar from a séance recorded on a tape player. In the songs grungy closure Smith whispers: ‘Never mind Jackson, What about Saxons? Recordings of lost London, You don’t deserve rock’n’roll.’ Creepy.

Mark E. Smith describes his current band as ‘the best lineup I’ve ever had’. Looking at their current output it isn’t all too difficult to agree. The Fall have been acing their genre for too long but unfortunately for other bands they aren’t going to hit the back burner anytime soon. If you are a Fall fan, or like synth noises, bizarre lyrics that you don’t understand and appreciate good music, this album is near enough perfect.

Tags: The Fall, Reviews, Album Reviews

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