Athletes: Fall Apart

Coming on strong with a sweeping wave of cold, solitary guitar lines, ‘Fall Apart’ is the darkest thing I’ve heard this side of the winter cold, encompassing the isolation of Mode Moderne, with the potential mainstream appeal of fellow newcomers Torches. Basement Fever picked up on Athletes’ Cure-like quality, though the vocals are far less expressive than your average Robert Smith; holed up in some frozen, claustrophobic chamber. These guys are one rare, exciting Danish export.