Were you a fan of Only Revolutions; the slightly disappointing yet door opening follow up to Biffy Clyro’s fourth record Puzzle? If you were, you’ll most likely have time for the 20 (22 if you count the pointless instrumentals that litter the close of each disc) tracks that fill Opposites. Yes, in this double record Biffy have not only made part two to their last record, but they’ve also graced us with part three.
Whilst it lacks in the cutting edge Biffy had five or ten years ago, its power is undeniable to the point that you want to spend time at the gym listening to it so come the summer you can don a pair of obscenely coloured jeans, grow your facial hair and feel comfortable with your shirt off rocking out in slightly damp fields. Safer than Twin Atlantic or the Foo Fighters and with only moderately more vigour than Snow Patrol command, Opposites (especially Disc2) simply drags through three tracks or so before the next “big” track in the hope that a few power chords will spur you on. In those big tracks of course, the energy of Grohl and co’s most recent effort Wasting Light is almost there. The anthemic chanting that comes with fellow Scots Twin Atlantic’s debut effort is one of the underlying features of much of what’s most likely going to become a “single heavy” double record.
For those people who were worried that the likes of Black Chandelier were a bit plain for The Biff’, there’s huge disappointment behind the gatefold CD as Little Hospitals and WooWoo appear to be the only tracks that come close to “edgy”. Not that radio-friendly music is necessarily bad, but listening to The Fog, Victory Over The Sun, A Girl and His Cat, the baffling Spanish Radio, Trumpet or Trap or album closer-proper Picture A Knife Fight and tell me that you’d be happy hearing them over the airwaves and I’ll show you someone who still believes that “guitar music” is a genre.
So Simon Neil and brothers in arms, if I may address you directly; you’ve made almost one and a half hours of music that will (without some of the slower tracks) aid me in going running and will cement your place as one of Britain’s stadium bands after playing second fiddle for years. Well done. Zane Lowe will throw words like “epic” and “awesome” around whilst teenage girls will “relate” to your tracks; let’s not dwell on what you’ve lost in the process though eh?