It’s odd listening to Crossfaith right now. While their five albums have painted a bustling dystopia of hyperreality and artificial intelligence, our current situation is markedly less interesting. Instead of sprawling vistas of machinery and Day-Glo neons, we’re faced with the same patch of wall around our TVs and a claustrophobic sense of ennui, as our future becomes more about binge-watching than Blade Runner. A new Crossfaith EP should be the just the ticket then, right? Few bands do intoxicating blasts of escapism better or more noisily than the Osaka five-piece. Setting such a high bar does, however, mean instances of falling short are all the more noticeable. That, sadly, is the case with Species. Much has been made of these five tracks not being tethered to an overarchin...
