Yak - Heavens Above

Road-dogs from the off, there are precious few cities that Yak haven’t graced with their manic presence in the last eighteen months. ‘Heavens Above’ takes the innumerable experiences those miles imprint on the psyche and spews them forth like a bedraggled old traveller.

Not that they’re showing any signs of fatigue - it’s every bit as chaotic as their output to date. Tales of meeting the type of wearying prick who puts money and possessions before anything else are set to a churning of fuzz and gunk, each freshly-tied knot sending things into new realms. Sending out a subsequent ode to “strength, compassion, beautiful love and heavens above,” it’d sound like a cry for help if Yak weren’t very clearly in full control of every step.

A thick as treacle sludgefest, the type which Yak are masters of dragging melody out of, ’Heavens Above’ is evidence that their mind-blowing, five-star ‘Alas Salvation’ debut was just the start of this long haul steam-roll.