In a world increasingly shaped by disposable content, Chat Pile answers with something defiantly real and organic, a mentality that permeates Who Loves The Sun, their third full-length record.
Since the band’s formation just over six years ago, the Oklahoma City-based quartet Chat Pile has grown from a scrappy passion project of four local film and music enthusiasts into one of the defining heavy acts to emerge from the 2020s underground. Ray B. (vocals), L. Manhole (guitar), Stin (bass), and Cap’n Ron (drums)’s crushing, crass, and cathartic take on noise rock resonates in this cracked reality. It captures a raw, undeniably human essence that’s increasingly fleeting in an age marked by ceaseless torrents of algorithmic slop, technological overreach, and the cold, crestfallen state of society. Nothing about Who Loves The Sun feels synthetic.
„This record focuses on my grievances with the modern world,“ says Raygun. „AI, genocide, climate change, the power elite, $$$$ hoarding pigs – all that shit fucks up your life and mine. The band is definitely stretching out their abilities on the album and I too felt inspired to go further- as a huge fan of Boston, I like to think Brad Delp is somewhere up there, smiling down, as I take the layering to new heights, but who can say? We have fun with it.“ Stin adds „This album contains a healthy dose of the usual Chat Pile airing of grievances against the state of the world, but deeper at it’s heart I feel Who Loves the Sun is grappling with the challenges of trying to keep one’s humanity in a time of extreme anti-humanity.“
Chat Pile – Deep Blue (Official Music Video) **Strobe Warning**
As a first taste of the album, Chat Pile shares the menacing track „Deep Blue„. Stin comments, „This is the first track we wrote for the album and the one that helped set the tone for the whole thing. I personally love this because it sounds like Chat Pile doing a Billy Squire song. It’s our ‚Lonely is the Night‘, which is actually a fake Led Zeppelin song so who knows what the hell we’re actually doing here?“ And Raygun adds, „Technology is rapidly ruining our lives, all promise seemingly squandered on the worst things, like killing people, wasting resources, destroying art- shrinking our brains and pulling us further apart than ever before.“
08/06 – Ancora, PT – Sonic Blast
08/08 – Katowice, PL – OFF Festival
08/09 – Prague, CZ – Fuchs2 ~
08/10 – Budapest, HU – A38 ~
08/11 – Vienna, AT – Arena (supporting HEALTH and Carpenter Brut)
08/12 – Munich, DE – Live/Evil ~
08/14 – Col Du Lein, CH – Palp Festival
08/19 – Dublin, IRE – Button Factory ~
08/20 – Dublin, IRE – Button Factory ~
08/22 – Bristol, UK – Arctangent Festival
Reaching into the collective consciousness to commiserate and carouse, Chat Pile now dissects how the apathy-bloated state of 21st-century existence is an active, slow-motion apocalypse, threads of which are woven through the album’s ten tracks. The album is lyrically and sonically as aggressive and confrontational as ever, but here Chat Pile approached the record’s songwriting with hooks in mind, drawing on the melodic tones of pre-2000s indie/alt-rock and new wave. Moments like the repeated, blood-soaked vocal passages on the thunderous dirge “Christabel ‘26” or the jittery guitar work preceding the grimy steamroller of a chorus on the blue-light soaked nightmare of “Deep Blue” are just a sampling of this dynamic in action. Stin comments on this new embrace of melody and hooks, “I know no one on earth will agree with this, but I feel like this album has more of a classic alt rock or indie rock vibe than our previous records. Luther’s guitar work is the most XTC-sounding it’s ever been, and Raygun is definitely approaching this album with more hooks in mind.”
Luther adds “Everyone in our band listens to a ton of different stuff, and one of the most fun puzzles in writing music is figuring out how to take influences from really disparate things or genres that you wouldn’t associate with us and turning them into Chat Pile songs.” From a 4-track tape recorder on “Same Rules” to concoct the eerie trip-hop beat underpinning the track’s lyrical exploration of isolation to the softly sung croons and strummed acoustic guitars on the hauntingly triumphant closer, “October All The Time”, Who Loves The Sun, despite its allusions to a dying, divided world, is deeply human.
