Kill off the algorithm sludge clogging your feed – something real is brewing in the Welsh mist. Spwci (yeah, pronounce it “spooky,” it fits) released “Flow“ on May 29th, and trust us, you wanna be braced for impact. This is honesty wrapped in riffs that bite and a rhythm section with terrifyingly good instincts. Consider this your early warning siren.
Frontwoman Matilda is something big. She means every damn word, pouring personal crossroads into lyrics about letting go – “It flows / And I go / I float.” It’s an anthem for anyone drowning in the “shoulds,” a surrender that feels like strength.
But Spwci ain’t a one-woman show. This is a Welsh quartet locked in tight. Jam’s guitar work isn’t just notes; it’s a mood – psychedelic tendrils snaking through alt-rock grit, perfectly mirroring the song’s push and pull. Underneath, Joe on drums is a damn tactician. He knows exactly when to unleash hell and when to simmer in the pocket, driving the track without steamrolling it. And Froggie’s bass is the primal, grounding throb that makes “Flow” impossible not to nod your head to.
Credit where it’s due: the mix by Dave Mlison (Death Monkey Records) nails it. He didn’t sanitize the sweat captured at Narberth’s Studio 49 with Nick Swannell. Instead, he sharpened the claws – adding punch and clarity without losing an ounce of that raw, indie spirit. “Flow” breathes. It swells, recedes, and hits with dynamics most bands dream of. It sounds massive, open, and straight from the chest.
Zero trend-chasing, zero bullsh*t. It commits to a feeling. There’s no forced hook, no posturing. Just authentic, blues-drenched, psychedelic-tinged grunge power. It captures that universal moment of burnout, the desperate need to just stop fighting the current. Spwci doesn’t hand you solutions on a plate; they carve out a space. A space to feel adrift, to exhale, to find release. As Adam Thomas Walton (BBC Introducing) rightly growled: ‘The spirit of Sabbath has been channelled through the airwaves’.
“Flow” is a declaration from a band etching their name deep into the bedrock. With BBC Radio Wales Introducing and Radio Cymru already spinning their chaos, Spwci are the real damn deal. This is rock done right: raw, resonant, and absolutely ripping. Play it till your speakers beg for mercy. You’ll thank us. Or maybe you won’t. Either way, you’ll feel it.