Album Review: Grail Guard - Still No Future
Reviewed by Rob Barker
I’m excited for this one. I’ve had the pleasure of getting to play with Grail Guard a few times around the UK with my own band, and not only could you not ask for a more top bunch of lads, but good God these guys are a fucking quality band. Classic hardcore punk: irate, angry, aggressive, politically on-point and inspired through and through, and I’m saying this before I’ve even hit play for the first time of Still No Future, released March 6th via TNS Records.
A lot of Grail Guard’s lyrical influence comes from vocalist Riaz’s experiences growing up as a British Muslim, and facing the normalisation of racism and prejudice. I’m not going to paraphrase his experiences for the sake of an article, as nobody can say them better than himself, but you don’t have to be a detective or requiring of a degree literature to unpick the themes and topics of SNF. Recent personal experiences with Nazi punks (who sadly still haven’t entirely fucked off) just makes me adore and love Grail Guard’s unapologetic stance on this all the more, and appreciate its importance and relevance in a world of intolerance and hate.
SNF kicks off with People Just Like You, and we’re straight in. Blistering guitar tones, pounding rhythm and throat-splitting vocals start as Grail Guard mean to go on. Our Streets is next, a re-recording of a classic Grail Guard track, and a contender for both their most memorable and politically brutal song. A fierce account of racial hatred and biographical personal history set to unrepentant OI aggression. Even without the political message, this is a ruthless track; powerful, angry and heavy as you like, a contender to go against the top in the genre.
Similar can be said for the next track, Insomnia. Discharge and Negative Approach vibes are particularly strong in this one, with room left for more intricacy-laden musicianship to occasionally peer through and say hey. Cruel Britannia continues the passionately delivered message in a short sharp blast of a track. Still Fucked Up brings us already to the half-way point of the album, and whilst the genre naturally has a tendency to benefit from shorter tracks, I’m actually a bit sad I’ve already got this far through. Still, no complaints as SFU makes its best effort to destroy my speakers with ear-splitting distorted vocals and a half-time middle section that turns the song into a scream-along anthem.
Following next are Anxieties maintaining the fury from earlier, in both music and topic, with an extremely agreeable chorus, the unrelenting speed of Safe Space almost giving off an almost Bad Brains atmosphere, and Alan, projecting harsh explosions of pure ire. The Rotten is probably the strongest first bar of not only this album but of pretty much anything I’ve heard from a hardcore release in a while and gives off an unmistakeable kinship to Black Flag classics, before the final track, Rats, kicks in. You know this is going to be a good one from the ballsy, unabashed intro, and vocals that kick in with almost a Converge-level of poison and savagery. It’s over almost as soon as it begins, but leaves a permanent mark.
For anybody involved in the UK hardcore scene, the UK DIY scene, the UK scene whatsoever, hell, the punk scene anywhere in the world, Safe Space is essential listening. Grail Guard have worked tirelessly over the past several years to hone their craft, to diligently travel and perform live, to scream their message and to not shy away from its delivery. They play a lot of shows, go see them. They are releasing Still No Future March 6th 2026, go buy it.
