Photo by Daina Forys
German post-punk band Ropes Of Night debuts their second single, Perfect Prison, off of the album Impossible Space. In stark contrast to the uptempo first single, Another Closing Door, this song shows another side of this band: a minimalistic, heartbroken semi-ballad of sorts, simultaneously embracing pop sentiment and blissful gloom. The band’s sound revolves around early eighties European and American post punk, while adding a contemporary flavour. You can hear elements of Chameleons, The Sound, The Cult, The Mission, Soft Kill, and Interpol in this track, particularly the latter in Thomas Schindler’s resonant voice.
Ropes of Night was founded in Cologne in 2019 by Ralph Schmidt (ULTHA, PLANKS). After the departure of the original bassist, Thomas Schindler (UNZUCHT, VEAGAZ) took over vocal duties. The band crafted nine songs in a matter of a few months and recorded them amidst the first wave of lockdown. The album was recorded, mixed, and mastered by Andy Rosczyk (ULTHA) at his Goblin Sound Studio.
“Impossible Space is about the heart, about how much sadness a soul can endure and how incredibly brave the human spirit can be,” says the band. “This is uptempo, sad bastard music that isn’t afraid to be accessible – almost pop – but in its essence never forgets that at the very core post-punk was, is, and always will be punk rock.”
Listen to Perfect Prison below:
The album will be released through Golden Antenna Records (LP/CD/ digital) and Tartarus Records (MC) in August of 2021.
Listen to Another Closing Door below:
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