Love Keeps Kicking

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Funny thing about kicking: its one of the first and last things we do. In the womb, a fetus kicks to announce an immanent arrival. Meanwhile, laid out on a stretcher, the dying man is still kicking up until his final moment, when the last thing he kicks is the bucket. All through life we take our kicks: teenage kicks, modern kicks, kicks in the gut. These days, with the worldwide rise of fascists, demagogues, abusers, and hypocrites, the kick we feel most often comes while were down.

From their sudden and deliberate first chord on Love Keeps Kicking, beloved British punk collective Martha announce their intent to kick back. Across 11 tracks, these daughters and sons of Pity Me, England, show that, while our world might be in spiral, there is still plenty worth fighting for. In many ways Love Keeps Kicking is a breakup record, with each song inhabiting different parts of the process. This year blew my world apart sings guitarist/vocalist Daniel Ellis on album opener Heart is Healing. With lush vocal harmonies (and one of the best riffs in Marthas discography) Healing explores the uncomfortable period between loves end, and when the heart is ready to move on.

Elsewhere, the opening chords of Orange Juice (arguably the best song Martha have written to date) echo the kicking of its narrators heart, as they suddenly realize with fearful clarity that their longtime relationship is ending. I didnt know it then, but you were falling out of love with me / Its a new development in the plan / a painful change in circumstance, Nathan Stephens-Griffin sings, wringing out the imminent meaning in each word. Ending just as it begins, Orange Juice is Martha at their most heartbreaking, hitting a tender, bittersweet, middle ground between Paul Westerberg and the Pastels as Stephens-Griffin confesses I dont know what to do now. But while many songs are openly about romantic breakups, most could just as easily about the pain of seeing the world swing dramatically towards the far right. As Pitchfork noted in their glowing review of 2016s Blisters in the Pit of My Heart, Martha explore the intersections of reality and emotionality. For a band whose identities are political whether or not they want them to be, daily life in 2018 is often a kick in the teeth.

On Love Keeps Kicking, this vulnerability becomes one of Marthas greatest strengths. Again and again, the band lovingly gives voice (all four voices) to lives lived on the edge: institutionalized children (Mini Was a Preteen Arsonist), outcasts (Wrestlemania VIII), lovesick demonologists (Love Keeps Kicking), and feminist sci-fi writers (Lucy Shone a Light On You: The Ballad of Lucy Connor Part II). These are the people Martha celebrate, reminding them (and us) that love might not be there now, but its still kicking.

Maturity in punk is often code for boring. Sometimes thats true, but if Love Keeps Kicking illustrates anything, its the importance of growth in a stunted worldof knowing how to love what you have, and how to celebrate the loves youve lost. Martha have already made a case for themselves as this generations Buzzcocks (if not this generations Clash), and with Love Keeps Kicking fans will likely find themselves discovering even more about the band to love. Because even if the worlds going to shit, love keeps kicking.