"Bishop Takes Queen bottles the electricity of a summer sky and turns it into a relentless indie rock anthem."
There is a jagged restlessness in the opening chords of Storms that feels like watching a fuse burn toward a barrel of gunpowder. Bishop Takes Queen has managed to bottle the specific anxiety of a summer sky turning purple before the first drop hits and it is a marvel of independent production that hits with the weight of a major label blockbuster. You can hear the hunger in the guitar work because it snarls with a grit that reminds me of early Arctic Monkeys or the more aggressive edges of the garage rock revival. It is a bold entry that refuses to play nice and demands that you turn the volume up until the speakers start to rattle in their frames.
As the track evolves the percussion becomes a physical presence in the room and it anchors the swirling intensity with a precision that feels almost dangerous. There is a lean muscularity to the arrangement where every element serves the larger surge of energy and Bishop Takes Queen never lets the tension slacken for even a second. It brings to mind the high-voltage urgency of The Strokes during their peak years but with a modern sheen that makes it feel entirely fresh for 2024. The way the rhythm section locks together creates a platform for the melodic hooks to take flight and it is impossible not to get swept up in the sheer momentum of the composition.






