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Death From Above 1979 - Trainwreck 1979

It struts, it growls, it raises its trunk to heaven and sounds its charge.

We’re all guilty of it. We go about our lives, pottering about amongst the hum drum and the mundane, and we pretend. We lie. We say there are bands - mortal bands full of mortal men and women - who are better, louder, tighter than Death From Above 1979. For a decade they’ve lay silent on our transgressions, leaving that single, solitary record in a storm of perpetual motion to do the talking. But no more.

See, they were destined to always be the perfect band. The crux of the cross-over between the fevered indie dancefloors of the early 00s and their electronic counterparts, their racket was at once unholy and euphoric. They may have never set the charts alight, but that’s the only fire that didn’t burn strong: ask any band formed in the past decade and at least one member will own a copy of the now legendary ‘You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine’.

When it comes down to it, nobody else really stands a chance. Jesse F Keeler and Sebastien Grainger are special. We’ve conned ourselves that others can bring the noise; that perhaps we’ve found their equal. This only goes to prove it. We never will.

No, they haven’t dropped the ball. ’Trainwreck 1979’ isn’t a poor copy of something that came a decade hence. It’s what it says on the tin - twisting metal, splintering timber and lit gasoline. It struts, it growls, it raises its trunk to heaven and sounds its charge. Now we’re all gonna pay.

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