Sorry No Candy by Grave Next Door is one of those albums that makes obsessing on the Heavy Underground so damn rewarding. There’s no sense in saving it for the concluding paragraph: this is Album of the Year material, at least Top 10. It’s the album that fucks up year end lists and makes you question everything else you wrote. Unless you hear it right away, that is.
It’s been almost two years since I covered Sanctified Heathen, titling the piece Four Brutal Truths About Grave Next Door. At times I was a bit harsh with my assessment of the album. Have they done any better?
Grave Next Door- sorry No Candy
With Sorry No Candy, Grave Next Door have managed to lean into every problem I had, and perfect them. Each idea in the song is carried out with vicious intent, and whatever weaknesses they had have turned into strengths.
Sorry No Candy is the exact kind of rock that most people don’t believe still exists. But it does: with a vengeance. This is raw but masterfully crafted Heaviness that spits in the face of polished AI-generated crap and overproduced nonsense that passes as mainstream music.
Don’t take my word for it: stream it, buy it, but for the sake of All Things Heavy- don’t sleep on this one!
