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Maybe the greatest resistance that any artist can offer today is the radical act of stability –the same four people, friends since they were kids, playing music together because they have been compelled to for nearly their entire lives –24 years and counting. Because as Cold World’s blistering opening track “Stolen Valour” proclaims –“Completely it will come apart, it just gets worse.”

Where their most recent album, 2022’s New Ruin, was preoccupied with the inherited damages of the last generation, Cold World sees that legacy for what it is –a ghost, a fading memory. If the previous record was about the rage of realization, now we’re damned with the aftermath of clarity. Welcome to the future.

Nowhere is this more evident than on the album’s rousing finale, “United in Spite,” when vocalist and guitarist Chris Cresswell sings, “Because we’re dancing ‘round the grave / Of this garbage now.” The band fought through the fire of their last record only to find a landscape of debasement and erasure, and an increasingly cold world for all of us to live in.

It’s what brought them back together with engineer Matt Snell, once again producing themselves and working with Anton DeLost and The Blasting Room’s Jason Livermore to mix and master the album. The Flatliners are keeping it in the family, trusting the shorthand that comes with years of open-hearted collaboration.

Yet the textures of Cold World itself are anything but comfortable and familiar –the band’s airtight foundation of bassist Jon Darbey and drummer Paul Ramirez continues to drive with a learned, casual urgency on rippers like “Inner Peace” and “Burn,” while Cresswell and Scott Brigham deploy the controlled chaos of their shredding two-guitar attack, enveloping the listener on songs like “Pulpit” and “Whyte Light.”

Cold World is the sound of a band free to make what they want with the people they want to make it with, to try to carve out some space to demonstrate a different way of doing things – a space where bands share credit equally, where friends grow and work together over decades, a space where stability is the reward for sticking to your vision.

That vision has evolved into a consistent confidence that gives The Flatliners the freedom to experiment with the edges of their sound while grounded by each other, locking out the decay of the world outside. As the album ends, we may be drifting out into darkness. But if we’re lucky, we can choose who we drift with.