The Rumour Cubes – The Narrow State 

A simply tremendous little album that will blow you away if you like sweeping crescendos of violins building up into a wall of noise with spine-tingling effect then being thumped right in the chest with the most amazing spoken word section of The Gove Curve :

 Cold white fish, on wood beneath a river

Fast right schools bleed silver

Contract, bend stab bend

Touch on light on scales

They divest and vie patterns

On tiers of municipal glass

“The money follows the child”

Attend to the fish bone

The slim neck

Crooked hush

A down, put down handle

Stab in the dark

In a film handle

An old black phone “what ?”

For this one is the Gove Curve

No, this one is the Gove Curve

The river, the silt

Smoothed cling film

Gutted gape of rock

Where guts slip

Deep

Red

Oak grain

The State is narrow and you are basically gone

Gone all bone scuba

It is in the varnished fucking floor

Your face a rut around us

Build to up crinckle shine

Like the winds that hurt us

On Mars

float perfectly sad leaf,

float bight fresh green

fold

feathers torn the dead wing

sunk in the wreath boat

sunk in fine claps of copper flame

orange and green flecks

silent carnival

blinkless

eyes …..

 

Rumour Cubes are a 6-piece ensemble from London who’s music captivated me the first time I heard it with their EP ‘We Have Sound Houses Also”.

With wonderful titles such as “The University is a Factory”, “Triptych” and ‘Tempus Fugit” it might be easy to dismiss this as an art-house fancy by some bright young student types – but it goes way beyond that and has a real depth suggesting some true talent at work here.

That they play instruments well is beyond doubt – many aspiring bands can play perfectly well – but Rumour Cubes blend this with a marvellously cinematic sound borrowing cues from the likes of the aforesaid Mono, with hints of Sigur Ros and Explosions in the Sky but all the while managing to sound like, well, The Rumour Cubes.

 A fantastic discovery and well worth your attention.