Ferals - The Low

Ferals - The Low

While they base themselves in Belfast, the post-rock trio Ferals cut their teeth on the Atlantic coast, an indicative upbringing when considering their latest release. Following the success of their previous single Brendan Rodgers, the trio have doubled down on advancing their sound. Released through ZOOL Records, the melodic intentions remain but The Low sees them reach for paeanic new heights.

A quiet, malicious introduction quickly gives way to a Biffy Clyro-esque air, with high ceiling riffs and punctuating, jackhammer drums. You receive a few moments to recover from the opening blitz before the rock gospel exclamation of “FIND YOUR PURPOSE” booms forth, an anti-absurdist mantra that dominates much of the song’s peaks. Each bellow is accompanied by a piercing crash of cymbals and steely riffage, giving a religious air about the group that sticks to the melody like velcro. You can almost picture the Buckfast-swilling cherubim emerging from the speakers. Much to their aesthetic, the action is fairly non-stop. You are given mere seconds to prepare yourself in between blasts before a suspended bridge of wiry guitar takes centre stage, slowly unfurling into a blossoming onslaught of dizzying licks and galloping percussion.

The alt-rock vibe of The Low gives this tune a much darker vibe than should be believed. At it’s beating heart, The Low has a euphoric spirit, a vigorous essence that oozes petite mort. The orchestral opening, followed by the slow burning build up that ends with a flamboyant explosion and an exhausted, throbbing departure is their best composition yet. Freewheeling and exultant, The Low is indicative of the advancement for the three-piece as they take a significant step in shaping their sound.




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