“The explosion that destroyed our city, razed our homes, and transformed our fields into wasteland was nothing, compared to what was now happening to those that survived.”

I don’t think I’ve ever listened to a record that grabbed me quite as aggressively in the opening moments as The Fall of Math; that ominous voice sample carries with it a sense of foreboding that sees an immediate payoff, as a hellish wall of noise explodes over a scratchy, looped beat. “Another Code Against the Gone provided a fitting first taste of 65daysofstatic for a lot of people; a suitably dramatic kickoff for a band with a sharp appetite for unapologetic levels of volume.

“I think we got it from an old B-movie, that sample,” Paul Wolinski, 65’s de facto frontman, recalls. “One that none of us have ever actually seen. I can’t even remember the name of it now; just that it was low-budget, American, and straight-to-video. It musn’t even be popular enough to be around as a torrent now.”

He’s looking back on The Fall of Math as the record’s tenth birthday approaches; a show at London’s Koko later this month will see the band play their debut from start-to-finish for the first time. They’ve added plenty more to their CV over the past decade – an exploration of dance and electronica on We Were Exploding Anyway, their own soundtrack for Silent Running, last year’s thrillingly ambitious Wild Light – but it seems only right to revisit a release that served as an early mission statement, as they successfully married new approaches to both guitars and electronic music.

“Back in the very beginning, when it was just me and Joe (Shrewsbury), it was me doing all the programming and him being the guitarist, the guy with this weird and wonderful array of pedals. We set out to be a live band, because we were both really excited by the possibilities of electronic music and really frustrated by how there was normally nothing more to it than a guy behind a laptop. We wanted to be able to relay it in a more exciting manner, which is probably why the guitars are so prominent on the first album.“

The band’s focus on live performances meant that there was a considerable time lapse between their formation and the origins of their first record; producing a full-length had never been especially high on the list of priorities. “We had maybe a couple of years of being some form of a band before we started writing The Fall of Math. Rob (Jones), the drummer, joined right around then, and that was what made for such a change; before that, what we were writing were less like songs and more just loads of noise with all these programmed beats. The drums gave us this extra, band-like dimension, and we were able to start writing in that manner as a result.”

“We thought we were just going to put another EP out – maybe five or six songs – but when we first met the label, Monotreme, they told us that they thought they could do much more if they had a full record to play with. The writing took a while, but the actual making of the album was done in under a week – the EP’s worth of material in four days, and then another two or three in the studio to finish the rest up.”

A couple of the more solidly electronic cuts from the album – including the aptly-titled “The Last Home Recording” – were effectively bedroom compositions; it seems bizarre for a record with such a keen sense of the cinematic, but Wolinski relates that it was a reflection of the internet‘s burgeoning ubiquity. “We put everything together at 2fly Studios in Sheffield, but we recorded bits and pieces all over the place. The songs came together like collages, almost. We had all these samples; this was around the time that broadband was just getting into your houses, and Napster was still around, and for a band like us, with a sampler, getting access to the internet properly for the first time was mind-blowing. Just spending days hunched around the one computer that actually had a connection, looking for weird stuff you can download and use, and drum and bass loops you can chop up and put into your own music; that was a pretty big part of the making of the record.”

Like so many of their post-rock contemporaries – Mogwai spring to mind, as do Explosions in the Sky – 65 trade primarily in mood. The Fall of Math positively drips with it; from the heart monitor beeps that underscore the slow descent into a maelstrom of guitars on “Install a Beak in the Heart That Clucks Time in Arabic” to the sky-is-falling apocalypticism of “Aren’t We All Running?”, the whole album is drenched in unease. “We were all in our early twenties, at that point, post-uni, where you’re reading books and starting to both understand the world and become scared of it at the same time. I think the title of the record is as good a metaphor as any for that dread; it’s about how quickly lots of things would fall apart, if one major system was to fail. You know, how crazy things would get, and how fast, if numbers stopped working. I’m not sure what the Americanism’s about, though. There should really be an ‘s’ on the end.”

In places, it feels less like a record and more a forty-four minute exercise in inducing disquiet; as abrasive and belligerent as the furious guitars and rough beats can be, the atmosphere that runs through the tracks, and unites them thematically, is far more subtle. “We’ve always had a lot of myths about us as a band,” Wolinski admits, “like where the name came from, and I think the atmosphere of The Fall of Math is something that contributes to that. We didn’t try to make a concept record, but looking back, I can see how it might look like that. It’s a balancing act, really; we’ve always had a bleak outlook on the way the world is going, and that’s obviously rubbed off on this album, but we’ve always been quite determined that you don’t have to come across as miserable as a result of that. It’s not like it’s self-indulgent whining; it’s more like a rush of futile noise against all of that stuff that we don’t like about the world around us. There’s an overall theme, of sorts, but the record’s not supposed to be about one particular thing.”

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