Name: Never Ending Space
Brand: Chain Of Flowers

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ALT73

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Limited edition

Release date

2023-05-26

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Cargo

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Chain Of Flowers

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New Wave / Post Punk

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Alter

Alter is a London-based music label that was founded in January 2010 by Luke Younger of Helm. With a focus on experimental and avant-garde music, Alter has quickly gained recognition for its unique roster of artists and innovative releases.

As an independent label, Alter prides itself on pushing boundaries and challenging traditional notions of sound. The label's diverse range of artists includes both established musicians and emerging talents, all united by their commitment to artistic exploration.

Distributed in the UK by Cargo Records, Alter continues to make waves in the music industry with its thought-provoking releases. Whether you're a seasoned fan or new to the world of experimental music, Alter offers a captivating listening experience that will leave you inspired and wanting more.

Chain Of Flowers is a post-punk band hailing from Cardiff, United Kingdom. With their unique blend of atmospheric melodies and raw energy, they have captivated audiences worldwide. Drawing inspiration from the likes of Death Index, The Flex, and Merchandise, Chain Of Flowers has carved out their own distinct sound in the music industry.
Known for their intense live performances and thought-provoking lyrics, *Chain Of Flowers* has become a force to be reckoned with in the post-punk scene. Their music resonates with listeners on a deep emotional level, tackling themes of love, loss, and existentialism.
With an extensive discography that includes albums such as "Death Bells" and "Body of Light," *Chain Of Flowers* continues to push boundaries and explore new sonic territories. Their evocative soundscapes combined with powerful vocals create an immersive experience for fans.

Welsh post-punk unit Chain Of Flowers return with their lofty and long-simmering sophomore full-length, rich with reckonings, reverb, and redemption:&nbsp;Never Ending Space. Despite some of the songs dating back a few years, the record first began materializing in earnest during the pandemic, by which point most of the band had relocated from Cardiff to London. Reunited and rejuvenated, they picked up where they left off, booking two multi-day sessions at Hackney hub Total Refreshment Centre with producer&nbsp;Jonah Falco. Singer Joshua Smith describes their headspace in the studio as both committed and questioning: “We were asking ourselves, ‘Does the world need this?’ With everyone going through such different shades of shit?” Thankfully they answered in the affirmative, channelling their kinetic chemistry into 10 full-blooded anthems of torn dreams, poetic delirium, and “hope stretched too far.” Musically,&nbsp;Never Ending Space&nbsp;skews notably more maximal than the group’s previous work, fleshed out with trumpets, saxophone, synth, percussion boxes, and spoken word. (Smith jokingly calls them The Chain Of Flowers Orchestra). Yet the songs still swing and soar with a charged heart, ripe with hooks and drama and ragged melody. Opener “Fire (In The Heart Of Hearts)” stirs to life on a tide of wiry guitar and defiant horns, facing down the embers of love that still glow in the wake of pain: “Peace came tumbling like a shower of bricks / The mind twists slowly till everything fits.” A tense energy ripples throughout – from the nocturnal rush of “Serving Purpose” and “Amphetamine Luck” to the bruised battle cries of “Torcalon” and “Old Human Material.” Outliers like “Praying Hands, Turtle Doves” hint at proggy possible futures, while instrumental vignette “Anomia” offers an intriguing glimpse at a lesser heard facet of the band: swaying, shadowy, subdued. The album’s title track is also its closing cut, a stomping, sparkling ode to “the wrong side of the night, where time goes to die.” Smith describes the scene: “Everyone’s talking and screaming, trauma bonding, but no one’s listening. Broken dialogue. Shouting over each other. You want to switch off, but everyone’s too fucked.” The guitars spiral and slide towards the oblivion of dawn, the chance to crash and do it all again. The song’s refrain captures the elision of time, spilling through the haze of days, from chaos to acceptance: “I can’t see the clock through the shrouds of smoke / Does it matter?&nbsp;/&nbsp;Common ground / In a never ending space.

For fans of The Chameleons, Bauhaus, Pink Turns Blue, Drab Majesty, High Vis

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