It’s not ‘easy’ pursuing music, but I would wager that it’s effortless — like chasing a high… or someone you love.

Music suffuses the spirit the way blood runs through your veins.

Beyond the music, toil and sweat yield the unthinkable —

Proud home to Sacred Profane Brewing; Saco Valley United; Gumskab; Mankala; and of course, Secret Work — Biddeford is the epitome of such miracles. From these gritty seeds grew a concrete rose — spreading the Maine gospel far and wide.

Late nights, long drives – this community rallied together, breathing life into a modern Maine scene.

*Dropping the hammer, Secret Work returns on ’SW2.’*

Hot to the touch, the band tackles conflict and injustice — lopping heads in a blistering four minutes.

Gone are the heavy, polished grooves from their past.

Instead, listeners are battered with chaos and distortion — hatred that burns through music.

Gone is any sense of punk levity, and in its place — the vicious sound of torment.

Metallic, biting — Secret Work channels the war machine they rage against…

And like some face on Instagram said:

“Listen to Secret Work or F*CK YOU!”