Canada’s Truck Violence have announced their sophomore album and first for their new label home, The Flenser. The weathervane is my body, the follow-up to Violence, is due for release on June 26 (via Mothland in Canada). Listening to the harrowing lead single ‘New Jesus’, the band’s signing to The Flenser, also home to Chat Pile – almost too obvious a comparison, given their shared roots in noise rock and post-hardcore – makes complete sense. Check it out below.
“‘New Jesus’ is a rant about the blatant fascistic slide occurring both to the south of our border and on screen,” Truck Violence’s Karsyn Henderson explained in a statement. “It is loosely about the ABC—Trump settlement and the post-January 6th election fraud cases. The lack of any broader moral compulsions beyond centralizing power on the political right has led to a culture of post-truth, where there is no reward in accuracy unless it leads to an augmenting of one’s political capital, which it rarely does. This is as destructive in politics as it is in art. There is surprising apathy among young people in regards to this slide, who believe the acquisition of power and the subsequent lording over that occurs, is merely nature, essentially; what will happen, will happen. With these lines of thinking, you find more people sympathetic to this mode, if it is both natural and inevitable, why not acclimate and reap the rewards. Why not join the fascist grift, degenerate art through tiktok, etc…”
The band shot the new album’s cover on film on Avenue du Parc in Montréal. Henderson expounded on the themes behind the LP:
The body is as capricious as ever, felt everywhere and in everyone to varying degrees. It is young and reaching for consolation that cannot be found. Shriek some more, says this record, but do so together. Shriek your honesty just as your fellow does unto you. The weathervane moves to every whim of the world, a world of people, things and actions. There is no guiding principle that would calm the mind, and yet it is our duty to cobble something together, an abode and a bed, a long table and an open room swept by many feet.
It is how we know beauty, because we are inadequate enough to suffer. Every attempt is a failure, but in the failure there is proof. In the awkward moaning and imperfect jangling of strings, we fail and so we create beauty. This record is a uniquely human composition, one which yells in many forms. What surrounds it and speaks more than it is the perfect, reverent silence.
The weathervane is my body Cover Artwork:
The weathervane is my body Tracklist:
1. My dog would fuck the air
2. Jaundiced and reaching for a mother
3. Compelled by Christy
4. House caught fire
5. New Jesus
6. Your name, It’s walking
7. Stomach as a tower and the globules descending
8. Gerard, be quiet
9. Kindly, wash yourself
