The Manchester three-piece follow up their last offering, Pulling Me In with plenty of machine rhythm agility, human vulnerbaility, wild violence and concave of northern malice.
Remember 6 months ago?
There’s no escaping the Cutter. They have a certain feel for ensnaring those kinds of experiences and observations in a landscape where impassioned, poetic pyrotechnics and foreboding, techno labyrinths crossover in a way that few groups manage to seize.
Ewan Kinrade, the singer, well…sings. A croon cracking in the heart. Poison vines pouring out. Reflection reduced to oil-stained rags. But the machines snarl and whisper, choking on their too-short leash, but there’s a heart and bones and a body below this decaying metropolis of abandoned lofts and dank alleyways. The kind of alleyways and forms of rainfall that make Manchester look like a scene in Blade Runner. The magnet in the dark. The existential rebellion and regretful stench that soaks the skin to transparent invisibility. The tape ticking onwards through what, in more circumstances than we would care to admit as voyeurs of the twilight, enjoy tearing our lips to pieces in fits of rage and beauty. The sting of what makes us bleed that we eventually succumb to, ever a nation of sadists.
The ethereal upload of a chorus erupts with euphoric soundscapes, offset by ricochets and ascending movement. Animated dead things, reflections, memories, into life once more. Precipitated by a verse of anxious machines that hiss and grunt and subsequently, a crystal bass, we are presented with a woozy mosaic glued into place by either a manifestation of Greenwood or Marr, both Johnny’s jolted into the same plane of mutations. Lucy’s voice stretches over the entire abyss. Molten download outro. Ewan’s vocals are a constant narration throughout, aching above the scenes of hedonistic fever, metropolitan chaos, social turbulence and emotional disarray – lyrics wrapping around the writhing tides we are forever falling into. Drowning.
The Cuuter validate all that. A shared love of the dark. You should check them out on Saturday 21st September at Manchester’s Castle Hotel. A headline to remember.
Manchester has a history of things like that. A knack for making anything as boring as six months an important pair of footnotes.
The Cutter Live Dates –
Sat Sep 21st – Manchester – Castle Hotel (TICKETS HERE)
Wed Oct 9th – Sheffield – Hallamshire Hotel
Thur Oct 17th – London – 100 Club
Wed Oct 24th – Manchester – YES (Pink Room)
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