They sing of escapism, death and diving headfirst into relationships they know will destroy them. They make sumptuous, soulful rock music in a dour ex-munitions factory. They’re the fatalistic sound of the future. You are cordially invited to Palace, this generation’s most moving evolution in alt-rock.
From a dank art warehouse in Tottenham to the world’s most revered stages comes a band that merge the modernist guitar intricacies of Foals and Maccabees with the evocative depths of Nick Drake, Neil Young and John Fahey, Peter Green’s roots blues and the esoteric experiments of King Krule and Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. What emerges on their debut album So Long Forever is an atmospheric swirl of sound and melody that shifts from gargantuan future stadium rock to lovelorn torch song like a storm at sea. “We wanted it to be really diverse,” says drummer Matt Hodges, “lots of ups and downs, massive epic moments then dropping down to intimate moments. I really think we’ve nailed it.”