A new Bloc Party prepare to emerge
Bloc Party - Four

It’s annoying when people say they’re one-tenth Portuguese or half-Italian when they’ve just got a little bit of a tan or their mum can’t cook anything but pasta. But, in this case, a daft fraction summing up someone’s roots is necessary - Bloc Party are one-quarter metal.

Not starting off in what was expected to be a signature indie shmindy manner, ‘So He Begins To Lie’ and ‘3X3’ resemble the sharper guitars that past effort ‘Hunting For Witches’ portrays, but on a much bigger and eerier scale (‘3X3’ sees a voice whispering “No, means no,” while Kele shouts “YES!” in a climaxing-esque way).

It’s clear from here that Bloc Party have taken a very surreal u-turn, which then turns slightly aggressive by the time it comes to ‘Coliseum’ and ‘Kettling’ (even the song names sound hard), where major riffing is unleashed like cut-off sleeve denim jackets and beer-drenched hair never went out of fashion.

This isn’t a hammered recurring theme though, as tracks such as ‘Real Talk’ and ‘Day Four’ resonate the emotive vocals and tenderness that Kele showed us in older material such as ‘I Still Remember’, and ‘V.A.L.I.S.’ sounds like an immediate classic under-eighteens’ indie school disco hit. But it’s in these heavier rip-out-your-piercings tracks that the frontman’s stronger emotions are unveiled - and where a new Bloc Party prepare to emerge.

This combination of sounds and personalities diagnoses the band and album number four with bi-polar disorder. Let’s pray they never recover.


Words by Jamie Carson

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