They can be wanking each other off for a quarter of an hour (which is exactly what they do in the middle of this new album), but as long as they can produce something as monstrously magical as “Piss Crowns Are Trebled” – all is forgiven.
This could well be the quintessential Godspeed You! Black Emperor song, and I’ve never been a huge fan of the band in the first place. Like Henryk Gorecki for the indie age, this is sorrowful intensity at its shimmering best.
I can’t comment on the title, but this was like hearing Swans’ monumental “Apostate” in 2012.