Anarchic electro punks Black Futures’ debut album ‘Never Not Nothing’ doesn’t feel like an album, but more so an epic in its own right. The space-age title track blasts the album off into the duo's dystopian yet not so distant future, and it’s a future that feels tantalizingly inviting.
The title is taken from the band’s mantra which means absolutely nothing and absolutely everything at the same time; all-encompassing infinite nothingness. The two sides voiced in the ‘Never Not Nothing’ mantra are the life force of the songs on this album; from the chaotic and full-throttle ‘Love’, to the uplifting, glaring sun in the desert spirituality on ‘Karma Ya Dig?!’, ‘Youthman’ and ‘Trance’; Black Futures construct a vision of the future which tackles both everything fucked up and everything beautiful at the same time.
What glues the narratives of 'Never Not Nothing' together is the pivotal unrelenting and unorthodox industrial synth punk, epitomized on the undeniably beautiful Jekyll and Hyde of ‘Body & Soul’, which leaves you breathless as it contrasts the band’s softer and seductive side with manic doomsday punk, in what is one of the outstanding moments on the record. It’s not all industrial though, as doomy garage rock with grunge attitude adds a needed refresher, particularly on ‘Riches’ and ‘Me.TV’, the latter of which features a glorious, omnipresent monologue from Primal Scream’s Bobby Gillespie.
The marathon-like ‘Tunnel Vision’ and the literal beer-raising ‘Gutters’ charge in perfect fashion towards the album’s bleary-eyed closing credits of ‘Power Drunk’. ‘Never Not Nothing’ is an album filled with songs that are stand-alone Herculean anthems, that together tell a tale of something completely extraordinary and out of this world. Buckle up as it’s going to be a bumpy ride that's well worth the nausea.