Spammerheads’ new LP, The Mire Chronicles, is a soaked dispatch from a city half-submerged in the wrath of Mother Nature. Born from the devastating floods that hit Valencia on October 29, 2024, the album is both a document and a defiance. The duo lost part of their studio during the disaster and threw themselves into the cleanup efforts alongside their neighbors—a period they describe as “filled with shock, helplessness, fury, resistance, solidarity, and resilience.” Out of that wreckage came what may be their most powerful work to date: a chronicle of personal and collective survival written in the language of noise, rhythm, and resistance.
Released through Banshees Records, the album offers six tracks (plus two digital bonus tracks) that wrestle with catastrophe’s chaos and aftermath. Every beat feels earned, every surge of static a testament to endurance. It’s an industrial hymn to those who stand knee-deep in ruin and refuse to be swept away. “This album,” they write in its dedication, “is dedicated to the people and communities who face extreme situations and never give up.”
The Valencian duo, whose previous works—Espai, Temps i Materia, Bricks for Reconstruction, and Disclaimer—mapped a fascination with decay and rebirth, have now transformed lived trauma into art. The Mire Chronicles claws its way out of the mud with bruised machinery and stubborn heartbeats. Every kick drum lands like a boot in the sludge; every synth flare is a desperate signal through the downpour. This isn’t the antiseptic, museum-grade electronic music that so often plagues the genre—it sweats rust and breathes diesel.
It opens with Aftermath, a mechanical dirge that mutates into a chant, then lurches forward with the stoicism of old machinery still somehow running on soaked circuits, haunted by the factory ghosts of Front Line Assembly, Test Dept, and the sharper edges of EBM’s infancy.
Quicksand moves like a black tide. A bassline coils underfoot, viscous and alive, while metallic percussion splinters across the mix. There’s an anxious propulsion, the sense that the ground beneath could collapse at any moment. Shocking Days amplifies that feeling: a stomper built for collapsed dance floors and blackout nights. The arpeggios rise and fall like sirens wailing across flooded streets, summoning the listener into a trance of survival.
The midpoint, One Word Mission Statement, feels like a rallying cry for the dispossessed. It throttles forward with the manic energy of DAF and Die Krupps, all steel and adrenaline. The vocals spit and hiss through static; it’s the sound of anger refined into movement, of despair turned kinetic. Amazing Disgrace, meanwhile, drags the listener into a crawl: an EBM bruiser that captures the disorientation of watching the world drown through a glowing screen. It encompasses the rhythm of sandbags breaking, of pulse rates quickening as headlines pile up.
Song for the Mudlarks strips things bare. Gone is the aggression, replaced with a searching melancholy; a scavenger’s hymn for what’s left behind. Bits of melody glimmer like coins dredged from the riverbed, reminders that even ruin has relics worth keeping. The final act, Don’t Get Off the Route and Soultrigger, closes the cycle in steel-toed unity. The former pounds with Nitzer Ebb’s precision; the latter, a distortion-fed roar that channels Ministry’s mechanical menace and PIG’s decadent rage.
The Mire Chronicles feels soaked, scarred, and triumphant in its endurance. It’s a document of catastrophe turned catharsis, proof that even in the wreckage, machines can still sing.
The Mire Chronicles is out now via Banshees Records. Listen to the album below and order it here.
Before The Mire Chronicles, Spammerheads had already carved their mark with two cassette releases: Espai, Temps i Materia (HC Records, 2021) and Bricks for Reconstruction (Soil Records, 2021). Their fourth album, Disclaimer (Soil Records, 2024), sealed their reputation as one of the most vital forces in modern EBM, driven by pounding standouts like Right to Fight, Human Hysteria, and Love Shall Prevail.
Relentless onstage, the Valencian duo has built a fierce live reputation, tearing through venues across Spain and festivals like Ombra, Volumens, and DarkMad. They’ve shared stages with The Invincible Spirit and Esplendor Geométrico, and this December, they’ll open for Nitzer Ebb in their hometown.
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