Dublin is both symbol and siren for David Balfe, brimming with love and purpose but also alive with conflict and collapse. Born in the city, he records under the name For Those I Love and creates spiralling electronica-energised essays about Ireland in all its shapes.
His self-titled debut album in 2021 addressed the suicide of his close friend and collaborator Paul Curran and his new album, the uncompromising Carving the Stone, is a novelistic album about hardscrabble existence, psychological unfurling, class divisions and digital communication in the Irish capital still reeling from the brutal implosion of the Celtic Tiger in 2008 and the resulting recession that bitterly dragged on until 2014.
“I didn’t approach the idea of a second record with a concept in mind,” says Balfe. “The first record deals with death and grief in such a strong way. But there was a secondary theme there of class study. The second record is absolutely about grief and death as well; it’s just not about grief and death related to a person.”
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Words matter deeply to Balfe. Meanings have to be precise and all-encompassing. “The place I love is falling quickly to its knees, I can’t let the bad thing take a hold of me,” he insists in his defiant Dublin brogue on This is Not the Place I Belong. On No Scheme he bewails “a city that’s lost its shape, held together by surveillance and vapes”. Mirror is like being in a basement club at 3am hearing a Ted Talk about the horror unfurling above at street level.
“Paddy Pintman, scabby joints man, happy slapping, stabbing, always bragging, what’s the point man,” he wails, building to the crescendo of the word “cunt” shouted out a dozen times in frenetic succession. Like Stewart Lee’s use of repetition to drive comedic awkwardness, he says the cunt-blizzard is (intentionally) “ridiculous” and “near slapstick”.