Posts by Chris Budd:
This is a mix of music which is not necessarily new and perhaps a little undiscovered! I trawl soundcloud regularly looking for new sounds these ones got my attention….I hope you enjoy!
I’ve decided that writing about writing an album is more difficult than writing an album. Especially when essentially nothing has happened surrounding it. All I’ve done is say ‘Yes’ a couple of times and sit around in my flat trying to type my way out of poverty. It doesn’t work.
We record (mostly) in a little room in Brighton. We go here, there, and everywhere if a particular instrument or type of sound demands it but for the most part it’s all done in a, forgive me, crummy little front bedroom-cum-recording studio. I mean, it’s served us well so far.
That’s where cups of tea are taken and cigarettes are smoked. Different brands of beer are greedily imbibed, and sometimes spicy food of all different types, but that’s always where it’s done. That’s where we sit and figure stuff out; where five guys (not always all at once) nod and shake and laugh at something we thought was good fifteen hours ago and chop and change and wonder why we thought this whole thing was worth it, anyway? Why didn’t we just become economists? Boss of music, I hereby tender my resignation, and…wait – what was that? That was cool. What you just skipped the snare forward a quarter-beat? That’s awesome. Does that first bassline fit with it?
And so the cycle continues.
And things get in the way, because we’re whiny bitches. Gah, do we have to play that show? I thought we were having time off! A meeting? Who with? Ugh. Another interview? OK. Another thing to do? I thought we were in our burrows? I thought we were hibernating? What if the badgers came out of their sets having had not enough sleep to get them through the summer that looked so rosy when they first lay their heads down in their tic ridden beds?
Pretend it’s dreadful and you’ll get me. Pretend the result is the end of your existence, rather than a tired badger.
You see – there’s nowhere to go. We’ve done three EPs. It ain’t enough. We need to do more. The world has such poverty of imagination that it demands adhering to a dying format to prove that we’re still alive, like propping the ‘soon-to-be’ up on morphine, until they finally pop it. ‘Yes, they have no quality of life, now. They’re definitely still with us – I can see their miserable heartbeat.’
But then, there are no truly new formats to explore, just yet. The whole bloody world is in a state of transition right now, so why should the music industry be any different?
We might do a single, soon. Ooooh.
And maybe we’ll do a special edition with a knitted jumper, or something.
Who knows what we’ll do next?
A single and an album, I think.
Good. I’ve always wanted to do that.
We recently went on a little tour around Germany and Denmark, supporting the very nice James Vincent McMorrow. He’s a good and very talented chap. Here are some photographs that we took in our time travelling around. Not time-travelling around. That’s another album. I’ve said too much.
I see myself as a kind of travel writer in the spirit of James Bond or the like or any other kind of James Bond character you might wish to think of. In that spirit, then, I give you something like a James Bond’s film but with still images instead of exploding cars and with a sense of gnawing despair rather than an international assertion that British people are still good at anything other than greasy sex in a turn-of-the-century fireplace.
Here we have the world’s largest Space Invaders tribute, put into action by a series of giant robot owls. We were a little confused when we saw these, as we (obviously) are used to the English style of giant robot owl. I think it’s amazing how you get this kind of art installation on The Continent®, and is the kind of thinking I’d like to see more of back at home, especially in relation to the dissemination of electric power. These owls are connected by ‘slavery ropes’ which help them stay in time. You may have seen these being used by the incredible BoyBand on their latest fourth comeback tour and t-shirt. I don’t know who was playing this but the giant robot owls (or ‘Space Invaders’) look close enough to the ground to suggest that h(s)e has lost. What a twit (t’woo!)!
Now it’s time for our next picture:
This is me, Jeb, and a grey pole backstage in Hamburg getting ready to go for a run. I like to play with perspective in my mind with this one, and pretend that Jeb is innocently sniffing my left index finger while with my right hand I am sticking a fingernail in his ear and shouting at him to listen to my suggestions about the band and the way in which he insists on living his life. He eats pasta four times a day and to be honest I am sick of it. As well as a grey pole in this photograph, you may also notice that there is a radiator in there. Staying cool is very important on the road so we often insist that there is a radiator in each dressing room that must be turned off. Also, if you take them with you, radiators can be used to smuggle industrial quantities of heroin over an international border (we don’t do it)! There is also a floor in this photograph as you can see which I am standing on, and which Jeb is insisting upon sitting on a chair on. The floor is as important as a run when running when on the road.
Now it is time for our next picture:
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be just off-stage behind Ed with us? Well thanks to the career of our cameraman, now you will. As you can see, Seryn insists on having his square hat moored to the ground so it never leaves his head. This is onstage in Hamburg so you can see from Jeb’s posture that the run has done him the world of good. We drove to Hamburg from Brighton and that took us fifteen hours and we made the good mistake of having a drink the night before so here we are tired but we have adrenaline and the force of the sun to help us. In the centre of the picture and elsewhere dotted around the stage you will also see automatic machine gun turrets installed by me to get everyone to play well. The turrets will fire on activation by audience applause (which I consider to be bad). Ed is downloading some better music than us on BitTorrent and kind of doesn’t look bothered. There were more people in this photo but we couldn’t fit everyone in.
Now it is time for our next picture:
This is a picture of when we sent everything Ed loves away from Ed on a boat which is a very important part of any tour. As you can see, Ed looks very unhappy but is dealing with things very well. Hang in there, Ed! We’ll be in Copenhagen very soon and then you can listen to your music. As you can see we removed all land from this picture so the boat will keep travelling away from Ed forever.
Now it is time for our next picture:
As you can see, lighting technicians have no fucking clue what they’re doing. It might look like we are in action in this shot but we are actually not because I stopped the show to get everyone to look at my hair. I’ll do that now, aswell. Also you cannot see but I am so cool that I surfed up to the keyboard across the surface of a paddling pool, that I insisted on having, in order to play my essential F# which without which we could have ruined the song. Seryn insisted on displaying an old man’s wig on a spike at this Copenhagen gig, the reasons for which I am afraid must have left with the old man (unlike his dignity!)! Still, I am sure it instilled fear in the audience which is what we seek to do.
As you can see we are all friends in this concert and that is important when you’re on the road like we were. We spent the evening after the gig in the house of a stranger who we met outside and he gave us beer and beds and conversation and played us lots of great music in his Copenhagen attic. It’s amazing how few people are willing to violently threaten you with knives as soon as you step into their house.
Now it is about time for our next picture:
There are quite a few shots of us onstage in this collection but guess what, we are a band. James Vincent McMorrow has a violent obsession with tea and biscuits so all the time in sound-check we had to manouvre around PG tips teabags and a giant rich tea which to me looks like it has spoiled. At the end of the show quite often James would rip the rich tea from its frame and try and eat it but then shout at us for not finding a cup big enough to dip it in. You can tell I am upset from it in this picture because I am sat down and my hair looks average. Trewin is feeding wires into the underside of his chin (to ‘begin to coincide with her’) which I think is healthy and Jeb and Seryn are clearly indulging in banter about backstreet abortions. Ed cannot be seen in this picture because he is out of shot.
This was Berlin, which was the biggest venue we played.. We were held up in traffic on our way to the venue because a political leader of some sort was being taken through town in a large convoy and the whole city shut down. This made us late so it was very stressful and I think this energy of stress and urgency really comes across in this picture.
Now get your tissues out because it’s time for our last image:
Here Jeb found a confused Asian man waiting in the park for some ducks to feed or perhaps eat. If you use your imagination you can think what might be in that box.
Well thanks for reading. I hope it was as informative for you as it was for me which is very informative indeed thanks to the joint collusion of words and pictures.
Perhaps you can join us on an image adventure another day.
Last month, I came across the song “Tools” from Brooklyn band Yellerkin and got hooked on the song. Perhaps it’s because I’m a big fan of Hooray For Earth, which I hear in Yellerkin‘s killer single here. As of last week the song has a video, which has the band freaking out in the woods under spotlights.
Band to watch at CMJ for sure, wish I were going!
Kat Burns, aka KASHKA is celebrating the one year anniversary of her album “Bound” by releasing an acoustic EP of select tracks. The EP, “Bones” will be released on the 28th of October on her own imprint, Play the Triangle Music. Fans can pre-order the album as of the 21st of October, with special limited edition treats up for grabs; from a hand made CD version to a original painting of the fan’s name, signed by Burns.