Preorder: Ships around the street date of September 4. Limited edition of 100 copies on opaque blue vinyl packaged in a matte jacket with insert.
Are your shoelaces tied? Have you stretched? Good. Spread Joy’s new record will have you up and moving before your brain can even comprehend what the body is doing – fuck you, Renè Descartes! As always, the band’s rhythmic hivemind is more locked-in than your local synchronized swim team.
The good news is that III isn’t a pure adrenaline rush. You see the band in lineage to the kinds of post punks who never let being smart as hell keep them from having a good time. The B52s and Talking Heads and Suburban Lawns of the world knew that any highbrow lyricism would wash down better with hefty doses of killer melodies and Spread Joy bears this lineage well.
As always, it’s a full-bodymind workout with Spread Joy: don’t say you weren’t warned.
-Annie Howard