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‘Low Mode’, the debut single from the enigmatic Colour Of Bone opens with an infectious distorted guitar riff set against a dense backdrop of pulsating electronics; brooding a sense of melodrama.
Singing of romantic misgivings, ‘Low Mode’ intensifies as the thick crunching bass rolls and descends again and again beside fat thumping toms, eventually answered by the futuristically heavy simplicity of its harmonized chorus. Hell hath no fury like a guitar scorned.
This epic debut single culminates in stabbing orchestral synths spiralling alongside cinematic drums, setting Colour Of Bone apart as an awesome new and unpredictable act. Undaunted and fearlessly crossing the boundaries of grinding heavy rock and subtle electronic melodies, here is a uniquely endearing ultramodern quality willing you to keep coming back for regular doses of elephantine riffage in earnest to find something new hidden within the bed of sounds.