Time waits for no slave. In 2019, every passing moment feels like a slide further down the slope of oblivion. It only seems to be accelerating, too. There are no brakes on the human experience, no pause button to recalculate or indulgently self-commiserate. There is, however, a steering-wheel, and it’s up to this generation to stiffen their grip on it, twist back on track and reclaim control of our own ever-unspooling narrative. There is no fate but what we make. In 2017, Employed To Serve were already keenly aware of these facts. Crashing out of the underground and into the wider rock consciousness with blistering second LP The Warmth Of A Dying Sun, they channelled the sound of a generational quarter-life crisis. With the gravitational force of an imploding star, those 10 tracks felt lik...
