anger has always made the best fuel. The frontman’s righteous fury made Archers Of Loaf one of the spikiest – albeit most unsung – prospects of early-90s American indierock, Bachmann howling over a dissonant jangle. And although 1998’s split seemed permanent, Bachmann tells us the Trump era topped up his bile tanks, paving the way to the jagged anthemicsthe band’s fifth album.
