MOSSLEY – pronounced Mozzley – high up where the Pennines lurch high and wild, right out on the north-eastern fringes of Greater Manchester, has spawned a looming, mist-blurred collective known in whispers, from Delph to Dobcross, to beset weary travellers with hard and chaotic baggy funk, lyrics chomped and spat, guitars sprawling, the better to intoxicate and confuse them and lead them astray.
And Cabbage have been sighted this past week, emboldened, out from their moorland fasts with a new single, “Get Outta My Brain.” Fellow travellers on those lonely tracks; beware.
It has the spirit of legendary highwayman Shaun William Ryder deep in its spirit, with bass phasing and those guitars wiry, wah-wahed, enticing, the posture and shadowy lyrical fog enveloping you. It has you by the scruff for three and a half minutes but this time, this time, you escape.
Cabbage’s co-frontman Lee Broadbent said: “The title of the track has two meanings: it’s about the balance of how the two meanings constantly fight each other – some people just want to run away and some people intoxicate themselves to run away.
“It’s an attempt to channel the spirit of Manchester and is purposely amped to become a choice cut when we get out to do it live.”
It’s only the second time Cabbage have ridden out from their Tame Valley stronghold this year, following the Coronation Street-inspired You’ve Made An Artform (From Falling To Pieces), which dropped for a hungry public just as lockdown did.
But in more heartening news, “Get Outta My Brain” serves as official notice of intent for their second album, Amanita Pantherina, which is all set for release on Friday, September 25th.
Named for an obscure psychedelic fungi, it’s been recorded and produced wholly by the lads and promises to “continue the ‘time capsule’ ideal of keeping albums current to reflect their philosophy at the time of recording.”