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The Scottish post-rock faves return for their umpteenth album of cinematic quiet-loud melancholia. Nowt new, but as reliable as a Honda Civic.
It's a little worrying to accept that Glaswegian Slint devotees Mogwai are 25 years old. At this point they're basically an old friend and their latest full-length is packed with the elements that have kept them on our collective radars for the last quarter-century. There's the vocal led slowcore sadness that elevated "Come on Die Young" ('Ritchie Sacramento'), "Rock Action"s fuzzy mix of lite electronix and distorted riffs ('Here We, Here We, Here We Go Forever'), the euphoric synth-led glow of "The Hawk Is Howling" ('Dry Fantasy') - even the Sonic Youth-esque fuzzpunq of their crucial earlier material gets a look-in on 'Drive The Nail'.
And while the band may have started life as a patchwork quilt of sleeve-worn references, a couple of decades later they just sound like Mogwai. That reliability is frankly refreshing. "As the Love Continues" doesn't really add anything new, but it doesn't have to, it's just good.