heavyskint push further into the abyss on sophomore single 'When Are You Coming For Me Jesus?'

Some bands flirt with intensity, while others throw themselves headfirst into it. Glasgow’s heavyskint fall firmly into the latter camp, and their latest release 'When Are You Coming For Me Jesus?' feels like a band ripping open its own chest just to see what spills out.

If their first offering 'Vice' hinted at volatility simmering beneath the surface, this new cut dives straight into the storm. It surges forward on jagged guitar lines and pounding rhythms that feel both tightly wound and on the verge of collapse. It’s a song built on tension that sits in your throat and refuses to move.

At the centre of it all is Jacob Hunter’s voice; ragged, urgent, almost feral at points. There’s a sense of spiritual exhaustion running through the track, a desperate reaching outward when the people closest to you can’t seem to reach back. The lyrics channel that specific kind of loneliness that comes not from being alone, but from being unseen.

The production, helmed by Arran Black, captures the band’s volatile chemistry without sanding down its edges. Guitars scrape and swell, moving between brooding restraint and explosive release. There are moments where the arrangement opens up into something almost cinematic, only to snap back into gritty confrontation. It’s a rhythm of hope and disillusionment colliding in real time.

What makes this single especially compelling is the band’s refusal to dilute the emotional weight. There’s no attempt to package despair neatly or disguise vulnerability behind irony. Instead, heavyskint lean into the discomfort, letting the song live in that space where anger and grief overlap.

Having already built a fierce reputation on stage, the group sound increasingly self-assured in the studio. There’s a clear progression here with sharper songwriting, more dynamic arrangements, and a growing confidence in their darker instincts.

Here, heavyskint are digging into the difficult questions, and turning personal crisis into something communal and combustible. If this is the direction they’re heading in, the road ahead looks thrillingly unpredictable.