Premiere: Zeahorse Return To The Top Of The Pile With ‘Let’s Not (And Say We Did)’
Pile of sludge that is…
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Words by Harry Webber January 28, 2021

It’s been a long time coming.

Nothing makes you feel like time is slipping through your fingers than listening to Zeahorse’s Torana Dreaming and realising it came out over four years ago. The album that spawned tracks like the rolling jam ‘Torana’, the gritty homage to drinking household cleaners ‘Draino’ and the melancholic ‘Chicken Dinner’ was released when Trump was just a presidential hopeful and the acronym WAP stood for wireless application protocol. Don’t get me started on what was happening when their debut Pools was unleashed…

So with their third album Let’s Not (And Say We Did) just hours away from dropping, the burning question is, after their 10+ years as a band, can Zeahorse still deliver the doomy delight that we’ve come to expect from them over the past decade? Having spun the record for the last week straight, I can confirm that it’s been well worth the fucking wait.

Buzzy basslines, spacey guitars and vocal chants, held together by drummer Jules’ effortless nearly-dropped-ya style give the album that unmistakable too-heavy-to-be-punk Zeahorse sound. It’s an immersive listen that slaps you right in the face with speedy opener turned chaotic collage, ‘Designer Smile’, and pins you to the ground until the final moments of closer ‘Don’t Laugh’.

Lyrically, frontman Morgs delivers a healthy re-dose of cynicism that has evolved, or perhaps metastasized, to take aim at different segments of society. In Pools it was white-collar workers on trial, then Aussie boganism in Torana Dreaming, now in the age of the influencer there’s a whole new world of cringe that tracks like ‘20 Nothing’ and ‘The Ladder’ target with that forceful sarcasm and wit that the group revel in dishing out.

The half-time splashes and wild outros also remind us that this record is also made to be consumed live – something that might not happen for a while with the four-piece scattered across different states… For now, head over to Copper Feast Records to score yourself a deliciously slimy-looking vinyl while you can, we’ve heard they’re selling faster than Zeahorse’s new range of custom Instagram filters! ;)

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