The Spill Canvas Boldly Battle Demons on Conduit

Nick Thomas, the unabashedly emotive frontman of South Dakota band The Spill Canvas, thrives on the act of storytelling, even if it means spelling out vulnerability in excruciating detail. The band’s 2002 debut album, Go For The Jugular, was a formidable introduction to his venomous pen; betrayal, heartache and self-doubt undeniably shaped Thomas’ lyricism.
Over the years, however, he managed to fine-tune his angst so it was more accessible to listeners while still delivering cataclysmic one-liners on songs like “Polygraph, Right Now!” from 2005’s One Fell Swoop: “I’m the king of this pity party with my jewel-encrusted crown.” The Spill Canvas’s fourth album, No Really, I’m Fine, was released in 2007 and signified breakthrough success by cracking the Billboard Top 200. Its lead single, “All Over You,” stood at the record’s epicenter and is their most commercially successful song to date, marrying Thomas’ lyrical longing with a captivating chorus and radiant melodies. It also gained the group quite a following. Their last studio album, Gestalt, came out in 2012 and left things on a speculative note. When would we receive another full-length project from the musicians? And perhaps more importantly, what creative direction would it go in?
Enter Conduit, The Spill Canvas’ eighth studio album and their first in nearly a decade. The remaining four members include Thomas, as well as longtime bassist Landon Heil, drummer Bryce Job and lead guitarist Evan Pharmakis (Vanna/Wind in Sails). They’ve always approached songwriting with acute awareness, but what happens when those potent observations turn inward? The result is their most devastating and heartfelt work yet. Opening track “Architecture” is an infuriating account of destruction that is saturated in dramatic riffs, climactic crescendo and morose imagery. Thomas’s righteous indignation on the song serves as a foreshadowing of the tempestuous rollercoaster ride that is Conduit; he wails and screams so heartily that his wounds sound uncomfortably fresh.