When I think about the last four years, no matter how rough things were, live music was the constant refuge. After going through my ticket stubs, confirmation emails and festival credentials, The Paranoyds probably sound-tracked more of these moments than anyone. Now that the world has turned to shit—or at least a runnier form of it—our eternal torment no longer gets a temporary reprieve from seeing bands and sharing a joint between sets, but the good news is there’s some new Paranoyds content to tide us over!