Boomkat Product Review:
Having found itself on a roll with two great albums that loosely inhabit the ambient genre (Richard A. Ingram's Consolamentum and Arkhonia's Trails/Traces), the White Box label makes a sharp exit from the drone-o-sphere with this blistering Manc-punk long-player from Warm Widow. Of course, if you look a little further back into the White Box catalogue you'll notice this isn't quite the A&R curveball it initially seems to be (just check out the deranged no-wave of Stranger Son Of WB), and the rehearsal room onslaught of Widower proves a worthy addition to this maturing label's profile. The spluttering deconstructions of 'Cracker' - complete with barked vocals from Martin Greenwood - can't help but conjure up references to The Fall, and the likes of 'Ficht Heit' further court such comparisons (perhaps with a snifter of Deerhoof thrown in for good measure) but elsewhere the strangulated epic guitars of 'Lost Dog' and the potent alt. rock hooks of 'A Million Butterfly Skulls' find Warm Widow expanding far beyond the sounds of Salford past - it's probably not too much of a stretch to suggest the band stray into territory occupied by the likes of No Age during their most melodic moments. Ace.