‘Per un moment sento que s’acaba el mon, Erem eterns però ara ja no ho som, No sé com viure si et dic la veritat, Per a no confondre la realitat’ (Eterns) / ‘For a moment I feel like the world is ending, We were eternal but now we are not, I don’t know how to live if I tell you the truth, So as not to confuse reality’ (Eternal)

As the title implies, Col-lecció brings together each of Enemic Interior’s (Enemy Within) three excellent EPs to date – I, II, III – and book ends them with two equally fine new tracks, Mai Més (Never Again) and Fugir Endavant (Flee Forward) for good measure.

The Barcelona’s band sound is one deeply rooted in high intensity, bleakly melodic punk and injected with a notable sense of post-punk drama and flourishes of a boisterous pop sensibility.  The former ensures that an atmosphere of brooding melancholy is conjured, while the latter leavens the gloom with heartily catchy group choruses that will have you singing along in no time, no matter how rusty your Catalan.  The defining heart of the band though lies in the serpentine guitar leads, which readily evoke a surging emotional heft in the vein of Leatherface and Hooton 3 Car.

There is a pleasing continuity that runs through the 18 tracks, but the quality of the song writing also ensures that each track carries its own clear sense of identity.  The lyrics are fractured and darkly poetical as they wrestle with mortality, memory, and trying to make sense of the here and now.  Personal highlights include the shimmering dissonance of Eterns, the elegiac escalation of 100 Tambors (100 Drums), and the raucous fervour of Pilars De La Decadéncia (Pillars Of Decadence).