(Good Cop Bad Cop/Inertia)

…and hallowed be their song

It’s a rare and joyous occasion when a completely realised and original album reaches the public’s collective ears, and that is exactly what Eleventh He Reaches London have done with Hollow Be My Name. Without exception, every track on this album flows seamlessly into the next with an almost opus-like quality, and when listened to in its entirety, it conveys more than just notes and words. Indeed, beneath the expertly performed and recorded musicianship sits an undercurrent of undeniably riveting emotion. From a more traditional standpoint, Eleventh He Reaches London combine three guitars, bass, synths, keys and banjo in an almighty conglomeration of post-hardcore, doom, country, indie and everything in between. For a simple comparison, Eleventh He Reaches London have the ability to channel Modest Mouse, Murder By Death, Johnny Cash and Isis within the breadth of one song, and then back it up all over again on the next track with a few more influences thrown in for good measure while still retaining their own unique sound. Put simply, this Perth band of musical miscreants have created a masterpiece that the world needs to hear.

*****

PATRICK PERRIER

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