Sad Night Dynamite are well acquainted with roads less travelled. The duo of Josh Greacen and Archie Blagden crept out of Somerset in 2020 with a sound that pushed the eerie psychedelia of the area’s musical history (Portishead, Massive Attack, Glastonbury Festival as a concept) through the sharp lens of contemporary paranoia. Formative mixtapes Vol.I, Vol.II and collaborations with the likes of Moonchild Sanelly and IDK have touched a nerve ever since, with the band’s signature blend of surreal character-studies, waspish humour, and serious undertones surpassing 60 million streams and selling out tours around the world - including shows with Glass Animals & easy life.
Connecting the unlikely dots between hip-hop, blockbuster pop and bugged-out storytelling, it’s a chemistry that explodes on debut album Welcome The Night. Here is a humorous soundtrack to the end of the world, but one designed to allow a disenfranchised generation some comfort amidst life’s incoherence. Despite such existential questions, there appears at least one clear answer: increasingly, it’s impossible to mistake a Sad Night Dynamite song for anyone else.
Sad Night Dynamite are well acquainted with roads less travelled. The duo of Josh Greacen and Archie Blagden crept out of Somerset in 2020 with a sound that pushed the eerie psychedelia of the area’s musical history (Portishead, Massive Attack, Glastonbury Festival as a concept) through the sharp lens of contemporary paranoia. Formative mixtapes Vol.I, Vol.II and collaborations with the likes of Moonchild Sanelly and IDK have touched a nerve ever since, with the band’s signature blend of surreal character-studies, waspish humour, and serious undertones surpassing 60 million streams and selling out tours around the world - including shows with Glass Animals & easy life.
Connecting the unlikely dots between hip-hop, blockbuster pop and bugged-out storytelling, it’s a chemistry that explodes on debut album Welcome The Night. Here is a humorous soundtrack to the end of the world, but one designed to allow a disenfranchised generation some comfort amidst life’s incoherence. Despite such existential questions, there appears at least one clear answer: increasingly, it’s impossible to mistake a Sad Night Dynamite song for anyone else.