In South Manchester throughout 1989 two groups routinely rehearsed in adjacent rehearsal rooms, exchanging nods of acknowledgment like polite neighbours with nothing much to say to each other. One of these groups would soon become known to the world, whilst the other was to soon retire from it - Manchester, and the world, was about to go Mad. The Chrysalids were brought to the cusp of being by indie pop crooner, John Wood, ( late of C86's One Thousand Violins) and Corsican maverick musician, Yves Altana, who had taken refuge in the city where many of their strongest musical affinities had originated. However, in 1989 expressive singing was soon to become drowned out by a chemicalized Madchester monotone, and songwriters who felt that they could pull anything out from pop's lustrous historical bag were to be largely overlooked in favour of the merely 'baggy'. The Chrysalids had accumulated a repertoire of pop mastery and emotionial intensity, but they were 'down' just as the rest of the world around them was 'up'. Their songs were a testimony to those who felt apart from the world, not a part of it. The final mastering of The Chrysalids' album 'Neither Love Nor Money' one week prior to the announcement of The Stone Roses reunion sees The Chrysalids finally come fully into the world - not so much as the "resurrection" but as the life. Now, more than 20 years since the songs on this album took their first breath (and featuring four entirely new recordings) 'Neither Love Nor Money' is no fossilised pop pupa but, rather, brings The Chrysalids to us as the unbroken butterfly of 2012. Record Label: Pronoia Style: Independent