Norwegian melodic hardcore punk rockers DESPEREAUX release new single; teasing new EP

Norwegian melodic hardcore outfit DESPEREAUX have recently released a new single “The Fighter“, a foretaste of their new upcoming EP, Hugging the Cactus, slated for a September self-release. The track instantly sets the tone for the whole 5 minutes and it’s only getting better. Filled with power chords, dynamic vocals and addictive melodies, the track’s wild tempo and varied feel recall several patterns, from more rockish punk/metal records, to strictly emotional hardcore firecrackers. As an opening statement for the new EP, “The Fighter” leaves no doubt that this is going to be an intense record. Keep your eyes peeled for more amazing stuff from these guys.

Asked about the meaning of the track and the new record, the band explained:

TheFighter is the first track on our upcoming EP Hugging the Cactus. The concept for the record, is the need to embrace the part of you that is, in lack of better word, ugly. “Hugging the Cactus”, if you will. The main lyrical theme, if any, on this record, has to do with certain elements of the human psychology, and the ongoing personal struggles that take place within ourselves. Questions like: Am I the person I ought to be? If not, is that ok? Or is there some way for me to break the pattern? That sort of thing. As opposed to our last release, Luna Pars Fortuna, where the focus was more on external factors – the concepts of faith and fate for instance, Hugging the Cactus, has a bigger focus on internal factors. In the case of the single, “the Fighter“, we can go as far as to say that its about close personal relationships, but we don’t to reveal to much of our own interpretations of our songs. It seldom matches with the interpretations of other people.

Lyrics:

“It takes two seconds to break your neck and…
be weary of my insights, you bastard, in these matters”
“It takes one bottle to fill this black hole”
Your mantelpiece-ship…it will dead certain sink or shatter

Past the point of no return, past the point of “will he ever learn?”
Past the point of no return, sink matter as if to turn

“Why all this sleep talk?… an excuse of the weak heart?” He led…
the assumptions, the mind conjunctions – the mother of all fuck-ups
“Why all this sleeptalk?… Well, because of your sleepwalk”
The smallest deed apprehends the grandest intention
from what I gather

Past the point of no return, past the point of “will he ever learn?”
Past the point of no return, sink matter as if to earn

Reaching a thought of ambivalence – what should I rather say to you?
Open my eyes so I can see. Crack open his skull, won’t you?

You think it’s better not to run away, I deem it better that you run away
Stop preaching from the book, you ought to hold your breath and commemorate her
Fractions of his mind, they are seemingly absent
Sometimes it’s just so hard to love you

This needs to be gone from me
I better act the part. Suffice to say I’m out
Regarding what you say – it’s now history
Still, I don’t want to shake you completely off