There's defiance in the very name of
the Last Conspirators, so they didn't need to call their third album
A Celebration of Fury, but then again, subtlety isn't a tool in the band's arsenal. They're true believers, keeping the rock & roll flame burning even if it may no longer be fashionable to do so. Not that this quartet cares much for fashion. Protest and passion are at the forefront, with the band often coming across like an Americanized, middle-aged version of
the Clash. None of this is intended as a slight.
The Last Conspirators are proudly American, waging war against complacency and cherishing the rebels and outsiders on the fringes of American culture. Similarly, they like playing music that's part of the tradition and they wear their scars proudly, playing with the gravity and ballast that survivors have. If the group doesn't innovate on
A Celebration Fury, they never suggest that this is on their minds, either. They're all about raging against the light, whether it's dying or burning bright, and if you share their dyed-in-the-wool rebel stance, this celebration of fury is bound to be somewhat invigorating. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine