Tom Minorโs โFuture Is an F Wordโ is a chaotic, theatrical rollercoaster that teeters between a breakup anthem and a doomsday prophecyโlike if Nick Cave, Jarvis Cocker, and a particularly disgruntled meteorologist got locked in a studio with a bottle of absinthe.
From the moment it starts with its twitchy percussion and that creeping groove, you can tell this isnโt your average indie rock lament. Then Minorโs voice kicks inโdeep, thick, and full of drama, dragging you into a whirlwind of poetic despair, irony, and existential dread. His delivery is emphatic, almost sermon-like, building toward a high, airy chorus that feels like a desperate plea or a drunken waltz into oblivion.
The lyrics? Sardonic, verbose, and dripping with black humor, they throw out absurdist one-liners like โFighting physics with a portable chemistry setโ and โFuture is an F-word in our book of XYZ,โ making you question whether heโs talking about love, climate change, or just the general futility of existence. Probably all three. Thereโs something deeply literary about the whole thingโit reads like a fever dream penned by a disillusioned poet whoโs just watched the world burn on the news for too long. And yet, itโs catchy. The juxtaposition of Minorโs rich, theatrical voice against the bright, restless instrumentation keeps you hooked, even as he spins tales of shoplifting, self-mutilation, and Newtonโs Law of Universal Gravitation.
Produced by Teaboy Palmerโthe so-called Brian Wilson of West Hampsteadโthis track is as much a statement as it is a song. Because, as Minor reminds us, the future is an F-word, and honestly? He might be right.
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Photo Credit: Overreaction Records
Review by: Naomi Joan