Wintery post-rock that’s shrouded in gloom may not be the antidote to the bleakest day of the week, but it certainly feels your pain. Chicago quintet The Aches are pretty great at making music to soundtrack a ghostly grey Monday dawn. They pen gloomy epics about loss, doubt and grief in the vein of Low – and much like the seminal Minnesotan band, their lifeblood is also the transfixing melodies of a husband and wife front duo, Colin and Christiana Flanigan.
The band leaders call it “rage-folk”, which is rather on point because seven-minute EP title track ‘Your Broken Hand’ straddles The National circa ‘Sad Songs For Dirty Lovers’ and Fleetwood Mac at their coke-addled rawest. Poignant couplets are scattered across its slow-rise, before Colin Flanigan’s rip-roaring howl and a rousing Dry the River-like climax takes hold. Instantly impactful, The Aches‘ moreish misery is a rare and wonderful thing.