And then, days after Matt had come the closest he ever had to doing just that, news of the deal with Parlophone Records reached him. Turns out someone there had known that Matt Bigland was British rock's best kept secret too. You'll be pleased to learn that Matt's mum isn't so upset anymore."Does it feel like success?" he ponders. "Not really. It feels like now is where the hard work really starts..."Matt is right. Now, with a powerhouse label behind them and all the support that entails, Dinosaur Pile-Up's mission is to convince anyone who'll listen, what those in the know knew all along. They'll do this with new, fourth albumCelebrity Mansions, a collection of songs that sizzle with big melodies, skewered through with raw, intoxicating emotion.Songs like the chugging 'Thrash Metal Cassette', which explodes with evanescent joy even before the song arrives at its perfect pop chorus. Or 'Back Foot', which takes the slacker rock template and applies a coating of gonzo heavy metal, resulting in the most fun combination of guitar, bass and drums you've heard in an age. It means songs like 'Pouring Gasoline' (the biggest chorus you dare think of) and 'Round The Bend' (proof that you can always think bigger) are undeniable proof of Matt's growing diversityas a songwriter. But it's closer 'Long Way Down', which illustrates Matt's talents in the mostpoignant way, being the prettiest, warmest, loveliest song hehas perhaps ever committed to tape. Fittingly, it's about his late father."That song isthefirstand only song to date that I've ever written about my dad," says Matt of 'Long Way Down'. "He died in a plane crash when I was eight. I'd never included it on a record before because it felt too personal, but I put it on this album because I wasn't sure if I'd get the chance again, and I always liked the idea of singing a song to him. I thoughtitonly right that it close the record. I thought a lot about that when thinking about the tracklisting..."Why 'Celebrity Mansions', Matt?"It's a reference to when we were on tour, questioning whether we'd wasted our lives doing this, wondering if we'd ever get a break," smiles Matt, increasingly confidentashe recalls a scenario now in his rear-view mirror. "I'd see what you'd call 'Influencers' on Instagram. Popstars making money from being attractive. People with seemingly nothing to say. And I'd just think, 'surely there's more to life than this. Surely people want more than this. Surely they want some substance. I mean, we're talking about music. It matters...'"Matt Bigland has always believed in music. Turns out that, ultimately, music always believed in him. Now, how about you?