I found myself walking down Marylebone high street in London the other day, for the first time in nearly a year and a half. Being back out in the world feels like a new and strange experience, so I turned to one of the world’s true constants to help me make sense of it: Architects. As I stomped down the road listening to Death Is Not Defeat, Memento Mori, Discourse Is Dead and about an hour’s worth of other classics old and new, their music – as it always does – had an almost physical impact on me. Brilliant music, truly godlike music, knits itself into the tapestry of your soul. It’s quite astonishing when you think about how powerful that is. Even though I didn’t write a single note of their music, when you listen to them, you understand a&nb...