Snapped Ankles have taken on the guise of the very agents of their community’s demise – the property developers and brokers who heat the market on the promise of Stunning Luxury.
With their adopted warehouse habitat under constant threat, the woodwose have taken this sharp-suited incarnation in order to infiltrate. The resistance starts here.
From humble forest beginnings via bohemian East London on debut album Come Play The Trees, Snapped Ankles are moving on. The log synths have been transformed into gaudy “To Let” and “For Sale” signs, which have become the new instrument of choice for the discerning woodwose.
The sounds they eke out of the housing bubble are as frenzied and unstable as you’d expect. Dystopian bangers. Illicit thrills. Stunning Luxury moves quickly through life in the capital: microdosing mindfulness in the morning, a poisoned nod to the marketing department, investment portfolios and death by same day delivery.
The primal rhythms and forest chants are all present and correct. On the surface it’s hedonistic business as usual – a communal dance for the ages. But there’s a sense of discomfort too. There’s subversion, but it’s not clear who’s subverting who. There’s a message, but it’s often fragmented. Keep dancing. Keep foraging. Perhaps the woodwose are human after all…
The follow up to Snapped Ankles’ primal 2017 debut album Come Play The Trees …“As debuts go, it might be one of the best you’ll hear this year” MOJO
A1 Pestisound (Moving Out)
A2 Tailpipe
A3 Letter From Hampi Mountain
A4 Rechargeable
A5 Delivery Van
B1 Three Steps To A Development
B2 Skirmish In The Suburbs
B3 Dial The Rings On A Tree
B4 Drink And Glide
B5 Dream And Formaldehyde