Good Day Noir Family,
Noise Factory United (NFU) injects twilight energy into the airwaves with their latest single, “Exit the Gyroscope, Unveil the Anthropocene.”
Exit the Gyroscope, Unveil the Anthropocene is Noise Factory United’s Single Out Now
The track is a potent brew of dark, driving guitars that wouldn’t be out of place in the heyday of gothic rock, laced with a modern, post-punk edge.
Leading the charge are NFU’s frontman’s vocals. Intense and direct, his voice brings to mind the iconic Joey Ramone, barking out lyrics that tackle weighty subjects.
NFU grapples with the massive issues facing humanity in the Anthropocene epoch – a concept the song title cleverly references.
The lyrics are a call to action, urging listeners to “look up” and confront the environmental crisis simmering beneath the surface of our daily lives.
It’s a message that feels all too relevant in today’s world, delivered with a healthy dose of frustration and a burning desire to make a difference.
Musically, NFU is a well-oiled machine. The band is tight, and their performance crackles with raw energy.
They’ve spent countless hours in the rehearsal room, resulting in a cohesive and electrifying listening experience.
“Exit the Gyroscope, Unveil the Anthropocene” is a song with a message, delivered with passion and power. In short, it’s urgent.
Exit the Gyroscope, Unveil the Anthropocene is Noise Factory United’s Single Out Now!
Deep!
Over the last year, the five piece of Zena, Stu, Steve, Scott and Miko have been performing in and around Portsmouth, Southampton, Bournemouth and Northampton. The boys cut their teeth with previous indie-punk bands in the UK and on the continent whilst Zena is new to the cloth but already an apt songwriter, on-stage screamer, and developing synth player.
Scott and Zena’s lyrical content is easier to unravel. They don’t do songs about unrequited love or plunge into the self-obsession of minor narcissisms. Instead, they offer up self-deprecating observations about the grey and enigmatic zones of the everyday in their port cities of Portsmouth and Southampton. What you get is something vaguely familiar with a whiff of maritime alterity.