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Met dank aan de originele posters indien het niet door mij geript is...
Thanks to the original posters if not ripped by myself...

01 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Agnus Dei.flac 
02 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Count the Ways.flac 
03 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Second Best.flac 
04 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - This Is the Killer Speaking.flac 
05 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Rifle.flac 
06 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Woman Is a Tree.flac 
07 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - I Hold Your Anger.flac 
08 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Sail Away.flac 
09 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - The Scythe.flac 
10 - The Last Dinner Party - From the Pyre - Inferno.flac 


Oor Review ---------------------
Randy Timmers 16 oktober 2025 album pop The Last Dinner Party From The Pyre ISLAND/UNIVERSAL

In haar recensie van debuutplaat Prelude To Ecstasy vergeleek collega Hester Aalberts de sound van The Last Dinner Party met de soundtrack van een musical.
‘The Last Dinner Party gaat vast groots doorbreken, want hele volksstammen zijn dol op musicals’, concludeerde ze.
Nu heb ik zo’n schijthekel aan musicals dat de enige terugkerende nachtmerrie die ik heb, plaatsvindt in het Circustheater (ik krijg een hartaanval, Albert Verlinde en Carlo Boszhard
reanimeren mij en krijgen een lintje), maar toch blijk ook ik behoorlijk vatbaar voor dat grootse en theatrale kunstje van frontvrouw Abigail Morris en haar bandleden.

Mijn verklaring voor mijn liefde voor deze band is niet dat ik een stiekeme musicalliefhebber ben, maar dat wat The Last Dinner Party doet juist heel weinig te maken heeft met musicals.
Waar musicals doorgaans burgerlijk en traditioneel zijn, doorbreekt deze Britse band taboes zoals Florence Welch dat eerder ook al deed, namelijk door als vrouw een grote bek te hebben en
luidkeels alles te verkondigen wat op het hart ligt.
Doorbraaksingle Nothing Matters is in dat opzicht niet veel anders dan Kiss With A Fist.

Enfin, Aalberts had aan de eindstreep in ieder geval gelijk: The Last Dinner Party werd groot, met een AFAS-show aan de horizon, en heeft zodoende geen enkele reden om het over een
andere artistieke boeg te gaan gooien.
From The Pyre volgt Prelude To Ecstasy dan ook op zoals de ene dichtstbijzijnde donderslag de vorige.
Count The Ways opent met een bulderende gitaarriff en werkt via spannende instrumentale wendingen toe naar een dijk van een meezingrefrein.
De drumslagen in This Is The Killer Speaking laten de beste subwoofers zweten.
The Scythe recyclet zwevend en wiebelend het akkoordenschema uit Nothing Matters, maar eindigt net wat meer ingetogen.

From The Pyre is misschien wat verhalender dan het debuut, maar die verschillen zijn zo subtiel dat ze alleen belangrijk zijn voor recensenten en de pr-afdeling van Universal.
The Last Dinner Party gaat hier vooral in de herhaling.
Dat is helemaal niet erg, op een tweede plaat.

Exystence Review ---------------
The Last Dinner Party – From the Pyre (2025) Filed Under: indie-pop by exy — Leave a comment October 16, 2025

If there’s one thing you can be sure of with The Last Dinner Party, it’s that they’re not short of confidence.
After releasing a debut album, Prelude to Ecstasy, that debuted at Number 1 and was nominated for the Mercury Prize,
and playing a succession of gigs that successfully combined camp theatrics with magnetic stage presence, you wouldn’t be surprised to see the London five-piece put their feet up for a while.
Not a bit of it.
The band’s second album, From the Pyre, follows just 18 months on from that planet-straddling success story and already sounds like an instant hit.
It has all the elements that made Prelude to Ecstasy such a success, and seems to refine them.
Abigail Morris’ voice swoops and soars magnificently, Emily Roberts launches into all manner of pyrotechnical guitar riffs, and the entire thing sounds like
something cooked up in a lab after being exposed to prime Sparks, mixed with the best bits of Queen and Kate Bush.

Opening track Agnus Dei certainly sounds like a statement of intent.
It’s a big, swaggering anthem of a song, designed to be sung back to the band as loud as possible, with lyrics like “Oh here comes the apocalypse, and I can’t get enough of it”
delivered as sardonically as possible by Morris.
There seems a clearer focus this time round for the band, as if producer Markus Dravs has decided to cut down on the theatrics this time round in favour of more pop magic.

And there’s plenty of pop magic to be found on From The Pyre.
Count The Ways is effortlessly catchy, beginning with a mighty AM-era Arctic Monkeys riff and leading up to a chorus that you’ll be singing for days.
Second Best is introduced by a choral vocal, has a tune that recalls the Mael Brothers in their ’70s pomp, and a pounding momentum that doesn’t let up for a moment.
It’s quite the triple whammy to open the album with.

The second half of the album shows off the band’s quieter, more dramatic moments, eschewing big choruses for atmospherics.
It’s equally impressive, with Women In A Tree’s eerie vocalisations and big drum sounds being a particular highlight, while Sail Away is a relaxing piano ballad at the complete
opposite end of the scale from the intensity of the album’s first half.
Rifle is the track that best shows off the band’s building ambition, a song which seems to threaten to explode in noise, and when it does, does so with a huge cathartic sense of release.
They even sing a verse in French, just for the hell of it.

It would be easy, amongst the album’s impressive sonic pyrotechnics, to overlook Morris’ lyrics.
That would be a mistake though, as she’s quickly becoming a dab hand at a memorable couplet – the brilliantly invigorating This Is The Killer Speaking laments that
a lover’s “kindness didn’t last beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheets” and has the delicious kiss-off retort of “hope my television appearance drives you fucking mad!”
The closing Inferno, a swirling folk-rock number that hints at an even more intriguing direction, opens with “I’m Jesus Christ, I’m swinging in a gallery in France” before
opining that “cowardice is prettiest in a nice dress”.
As with Rebecca Taylor’s Self Esteem, you can imagine fans queuing up to tattoo these lyrics on their arms.

Of course, there’ll be the usual cries of “industry plants” and complaints that they’re not “authentic” enough (an accusation that’s seemingly never levelled at male bands).
No matter; From The Pyre is a record that takes the concept of ‘the difficult second album’, screws it up in a ball and throws it over its shoulder while laughing.
It’s an album rich in ideas and confidence, and will only cement The Last Dinner Party’s status as one of Britain’s most exciting new bands.
— musicOMH

Discogs Information ------------

From The Pyre:

2500x Smokey Marble *Rough Trade Excl w/ Hand Painted Artwork*
???x Film Noir Liquid Filled *Bad World Excl*
???x Glow In The Dark *HMV/JB Hi-Fi/Urban Outfitters Excl w/ Alt Cover*
???x Inferno Red/Pink *Indies*
500x Inferno Red/Pink *Assai Records Excl w/ Signed Obi*
???x Black
???x Wild Plum *Amazon Excl*
???x Embers *Fans First Web Store Excl*
???x Vignette *Web Store Excl w/ Alt & Interchanging Cover*
???x Lilac Dusk *Record Store Excl*
???x Picture Disc *Web Store Excl*
300x Black *White Label w/ Signed Jackets*