The Twilight Sad ‘Forget The Night Ahead’ (FatCat) 05/10/09

October 12, 2009 by  


So this is how it feels to be lonely…and a little scared. Glaswegian outfit The Twilight Sad’s second full length L.P picks up the doom-mongering baton of their d?but and injects it with even more morose themes and contorted production. The result is a heart wrenchingly intense record which seemingly attempts to convey all that is morbid and macabre in the world ? or maybe just Scotland

Mock The Week’s Frankie Boyle is always informing us soft southerners how akin to hell the streets of Scotland really are, and judging by Forget The Night Ahead he’s right. From the off Mark Devines ferocious, pounding drums are an unrelenting force of nature which have the level of intensity of a slowly erupting earthquake. Combined with Andy MacFarlane’s grandiose distorted guitar the music is incredibly powerful and unfurls wave upon wave of melancholy onto the listener, drawing them into The Twilight Sad’s bleak, despairing world.

‘Seven Years Of Letters’ provides the first real refrain from the violent tone of the music and allows the typically poignant Scottish drawl of James Graham to come to the forefront, and even ventures into the major chords for a few catchy choruses. But business is quickly resumed and the level of intensity at which The Twilight Sad play is unnerving at times, to the point where songs like ‘The Birthday Present’ and ‘At The Burnside’ would send even the most devoted of happy clappers into a downward spiral of self loathing and apathy.

But it’s this bleakness and feeling of despair that gives ‘Forget The Night Ahead it’s beauty and appeal. Like fellow noise merchants Mogwai, The Twilight Sad’s music goes beyond simple chords and arrangements, instead the music is it’s own rich tapestry of emotions and narratives that speak louder than any words could.


By Chris Cummins