Concert / Post-punk Protomartyr

PROTOMARTYR

An observational lyricism and muscular sense of tension and release lie at the centre of Protomartyr’s music. The environmental and economic conditions of their hometown of Detroit are a frequent source of inspiration for vocalist Joe Casey — themes that are expanded and extended to create an atmosphere of universal reckoning, driven forward by the intensity with which his bandmates approach their instruments. The results are dynamic, urgent and contemporary. A series of recordings that are equally dense and rewarding.

Since their 2012 debut, Protomartyr have mastered the art of evoking place: the grinding Midwest humility of their hometown, as well as the x‑rayed elucidation of America that comes with their vantage. The group’s sixth album was recorded at Sonic Ranch in Tornillo, TX with producer Jake Aron. ​“The desert is more of a metaphor or symbol,” singer Joe Casey says, ​“of emotional deserts, or a place or time that seems to lack life.” The ​“growth” came from a period of colossal transition for Casey, including the death of his mother. But life does go on, and Casey describes the great theme of Formal Growth In The Desert as an embrace and acknowledgment of that fact: a 12-song testament to ​“getting on with life,” even when it feels impossibly hard.

FOR FANS OF:

Gilla Band, Ought, Metz

BOBBY WOULD

Robert Pawliczek’s work, whether in visual art or performance, is a grappling with process — piled-up gestures overlaid endlessly like a palimpsest, like a room whose paintjobs keep making it smaller.

In his guise as Bobby Would, we’re treated to a parade of the ghoulish and the angelic — flaring guitars with an ozone halo, stentorian vocals skulking through the crypt. It’s a lurid yellow wash of layers, Would grudgingly shoving a Sisyphean boulder up the hill. Art is a struggle. With a downcast abrasive mist and a glint in his eye, Bobby Would is setting about carving a cliff.