Beginning with 2023’s One Day, and then Another Day, Someday is the third in a planned four-part project, as ambitious in scope as the Polaris Prize-winning The Chemistry of Common Life or 2014’s criminally underrated Glass Boys. With a fluidity that can only come from a quarter-century of work, the songs on these loosely related albums move between the unbearable intimacy of simply existing in the world, and the grand, sometimes ruinous currents of that world. On Someday, Fucked Up have found a delicate balance, zeroing in on the inner workings of people to whom life has either been terribly unkind, or far too kind for far too long, at some invisible other’s expense. Given the myriad ways in which the band have upended expectations over the years, it’s perhaps not all that surprising that one of their finest records in recent years should have at its core this concerted effort to make sense of whatever it is we are becoming—and, finding no easy answers, to sit instead with the album’s closing, title track, and its quiet casting ahead into a future that may or may not ever arrive:
Someday it’ll all make sense/ Some day it’ll all make sense/ I’ll find a place where I belong/ And stay until it’s time to come home
