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Nick Zammit can remember the exact moment he knew he wanted to become a member of Battlesnake. “I got a text message saying: ‘We’re starting a rock band that’s going to be about wizards and dragons’,” says the drummer. “I saw that and I was like: ‘Yes!’”
That was seven years ago, and. These days the words ‘magnum’ and ‘opus’ are thrown around with abandon, but this album is about as magnum and as opus as one can possibly get, with titles like and dovetailing gleefully with the kind of willful disregard for fashion norms that suggests the band might not be taken seriously were they not so seriously good.