Mythical harbingers of death is the perfect subject matter for Down I Go – it’s intriguing, deliciously oddball and sits within the right realm of tense, deranged anarchy as their musical output.
Brilliantly self-described as “Drunk Wikipedia Farming” (aka, the kings of concept-core) the Stockholm/Illinois/Toronto trio that is Down I Go still exist as a band. Despite them all living in different countries, the simple matter of distance, time and space isn’t going to stop them from creating music.
Another bloody year. It looks like end of year lists are being rattled out now, so best to jump on that bandwagon and rank a load of records I’ve listened to in some sort of order of preference. In all seriousness, it’s been another fantastic year – some proper agonising decisions about what to keep in and what to leave out. It hasn’t been easy let me tell you. Read on….
Those familiar with Down I Go, will know that a Kickstarter campaign was put together by fellow/rival super-fan, Halldór Heiðar Bjarnason, who invited them out to his Icelandic fljótstunga travel farm to record a new album. You’re Lucky God, That I Cannot Reach You is the warped fruit of their labours and takes the weird metal-hardcore-jazz-harmony-happy-screaming mutation of Down I Go’s sound and amplifies it to the heavens…
HUGE NEWS. Down I Go are back. Well, they’re going to record an album at least, which is excellent. For those unfamiliar, Down I Go made/make concept albums (dinosaurs, disasters, robots, tyrants and gods) and are generally brilliant. They split up a few years back due to band members all living in different countries.