Shellac To All Trains Review: Steve Albini’s noiseniks bow out on powerful form

Trio deliver a suitably seismic swan song for the late producer.

Shellac 2018

by Grayson Haver Currin |
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To All Trains



It is safe to assume Steve Albini - the workhorse of independent records with high fidelity and low bullshit - would have hated a handicap earned by dying, as he did in early May. Let’s be frank, as he’d prefer: What may prove to be Shellac’s last album is not their best, however cinematic such a crescendo seems.

READ MORE: Steve Albini’s Best Albums Ranked

It is, however, a perfectly Shellac exit, the power trio rendered with seismic force (those drums!) and endless manoeuvrability (those razorwire riffs!). Albini squares up against, well, whatever he wants with that square-jawed bark: dudes acting tough in their little bands, men broken by mere existence (is that … a Metallica nod during Wednesday?), the persecutions of the past. It is sentimental and raw, demented and ultimately reaffirming. “Without regrets, we have no progress,” sneers Albini, who worked recently to make public amends for his former edgelord ways. If that’s the last testament of this singular powerhouse, hold it close.

Track List:


Girl From Outside

Chick New Wave




Days Are Dogs

How I Wrote How I Wrote Elastic Man (Cock & Bull)

Scabby The Rat

I Don’t Fear Hell

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