dark devotion dressed in black
flooded streets drown in your regret
between the teeth of misery
the hunger takes a hold of me
A small square of plastic on your keyboard becomes a song, and ACTORS treat it like a match you strike for light…or a smoke. CTRL lands as their first single of the year, a muscular four-on-the-floor banger that shoves the band’s familiar colours further into the red, where warnings blink, and bodies keep moving anyway.
There’s a private joke in that title. Everyone knows the key: the one you press when you mean business, when you mean shortcuts, when you mean to undo the thing you just did with confidence. Dance music has always loved a good command. Here, the command misbehaves. The hook arrives with the clean certainty of a road sign; your feet obey before your brain files the paperwork.
Call it dark disco if you like; call it a dancefloor temptress with sharp cheekbones. The track brings Depeche Mode’s leather poise to mind, the Bootblacks’ late-night glow, the Human League’s pop nerve, and those early Simple Minds records that sounded like they’d landed in a new city and immediately got lost in it. Guitar licks flash through the synths like a grin in a crowded room: quick, telling, gone.
“Our first single of 2026 is a rally cry, a reaction to a world spinning out of control,” says Jason Corbett. “Being true to yourself is an act of resistance.”
That line reads like it belongs on a poster, and maybe it should. The song itself keeps it more personal: longing tightened, memory erased, regret ankle-deep in flooded streets. Devotion dressed in black, misery with teeth. The refrain circles back again and again, a little mantra for anyone who has stared at the ceiling and wondered who’s holding the remote.
If the world won’t offer CTRL+Z, ACTORS offer four minutes of motion, a clean exit, and a sly smile tonight.
Listen to CTRL below and order the single here.
Corbett handles the whole operation: writing, producing, mixing, mastering, at Jacknife Sound in Vancouver, working with a Bowie-sized confidence and a craftsman’s patience. The result sits comfortably beside The Soft Moon and Cold Cave, with enough nostalgia to feel familiar and enough snap to feel current.
ACTORS have earned their legs the hard way, touring the USA, Canada, and Europe, turning clubs into temporary nations. Festival stamps on the passport include Amphifest, Wave-Gotik-Treffen, Cold Waves, Substance, Death Disco, Verboden, and plenty of unnamed rooms where the lights go low and the night gives up its secrets.
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