Yo we are going away for a while, to the UK and Spain and Ireland where things are sweeter and prettier. For Portuglands and Engospaniards - don't forget to come see us at all the expensive festivals:
July 3 UK Chatham @ Tap and Tin July 4 UK Kent @ Zoo8 Festival July 5 FR Belford @ Eurockenees July 6 CH( that means Switzerland, believe it or not) @ Dynamo July 8 ESP Benidorn @ Abraxas July 9 ESP Barcelona @ Nitsa July 10 ESP Getaria @ Gaztetxe July 11 SP Madrid @ Sala El Sol July 12 GB Glasgow @ T in the Park July 13 UK Birmingham @ Super Sonic July 14 UK London @ Water Rats
Aug 17 NED @ Lowlands Aug 18 UK Brighton @ TBA Aug 19 UK London @ TBA Aug 20 IRE Belfast @ Limelight Aug 21 IRE Dublin @ Whelans Aug 22 BEL Ieper @ Ieperfest Aug 23 UK Reading @ Reading Festival Aug 24 UK Leeds @ Leeds Festival Aug 25 UK Bradford @ 1 and 12 Aug 26 UK TBA @ TBA
Hey, speaking of Canada - thanks to everyone who helped us out at Sled Island in Calgary on the weekend, it was great (seriously). Thanks specifically to the following: Craig and Zak Fernando Torres Basketball (the band) Katie Stelmanis (for being cool and not remembering who we were) Sergio Ramos The one guy from Wire The guy who got us passes for catering Marcos Senna Sids Sean Carlson: Plus, here is a new song from the LP to tide you over while we're away.
By the way, here is Jack Osbornes number, courtesy of the naked guy above: 310.402.4896
Feathers collect from the milk and the bones of the dead Expressions of lives passed away live on in their debt The journey begins from the tail of a swan at the end Tributes below colour spaces above and the Sun
The weight of the world is measured in cells And specks that collect; the foundation compels The ladders of life to correct and upraise Reflections of prey charge the predators gaze
Wearing the face of the quarry it takes The swan shows the blood as a mask on its face Expressing the the water and milk in embrace, and the Sun
The flames of life extinguish and fire To impel the distinguished beyond the expired The spark is renewed as the torch is propelled The swan song crescendo to bid death farewell The journey ends with a swan at the top the earth
Facing the sky as the ultimate sum Of the lives that it chose to survive, And shine back at the sun
To take the world between your bill/ To leave enough and have your fill To leave the water but drink the milk to be a royal swan/ To spin the wool with silk to be a royal swan
Here is another promo/preview for the Fucked Up Mixtape, Volume 3. The physical version will come out in October 2008, around the same time as ChemCom is released. In the meantime here are a few demos, teasers, and interviews. Download HERE.
TRACKLIST 1) The Omen OST - Main Title Jon Drew had just bought this when we were tracking all the first guitars at Halla Studios, and was constantly playing it between takes. We had to scrap most of the bed guitars because they were out of tune (again).
2) Fucked Up - ChemCom interlude The new album has a few musical interlude-style songs. This is part of one of them.
3) Fucked Up - Chemistry of Common Life demo/album/demo versions This is to try and show how a song is built - we originally thought we were going to have to write this LP in a very short amount of time. We had planned to make ChemCom our last record for Jade Tree Records, and wanted to get out of the contract, and off the label, as soon as possible - this was in probably October of 2007. We had gone down to New York to talk to Matador, and on the way home made the early plans for our 2nd album - it would have 4 songs on side 1, and a re-recording on "Looking for Gold" as the entire bside, like Pink Floyds "Meddle" LP, where "Echoes" takes up the entire second side. We spent the rest of October and December frantically writing songs and wrote 8 or 9 songs before Christmas, and were constantly making and re-making demos of them. By the time the songs were written we had decided there was no way we were staying with Jade Tree for a second album, and made our intention clear to a) leave the label and b) make the album a full length with 10-12 songs. Anyhow, this track represents about 4 or 5 different versions of "Chemistry of Common Life", including the first riff that I recorded onto my answering machine, a full band demo, Mr. Jo's bedroom-demo, the unmixed studio version, and the mastered album version. So you can see how things moving quickly end up taking forever - we hatched the idea for the album in October 2007, started recording it in December 2007, finished recording in June 2008, and the record will be released in October 2008.
4) Interview with Ox Fanzine (Germany) One of the best interviews we've done as a band, backstage before, during, and after a show in Munchen (I think) Germany. I never saw the paper version of the zine, but we managed to get wav. files of the whole thing.
5) Vivian Girls - Where Do You Run To A cool tune by a up and coming NY band. These ladies contribute backup harmonies to several songs on ChemCom and have just started to work with In The Red Records.
6) Fucked Up - No God (GERMS cover) We were once on a compilation called "Toronto City Omnibus" released by Schizophrenic Records, who also released our first live LP. Craig had the idea to release a re-working of the Yes LA compilation, and have Toronto bands do versions of all the songs. We were given "No God" by the Germs, but really had no time to do a proper recording. So I put the song on my ipod, and played it by putting the headphone speakers onto my guitar pickups and looped a bit of the song with looping pedal in my room, and then played bullshit effects on it for 5 minutes. We sent it to Craig and never heard back.
7) Another Sunny Day - Anorak City This is an amazing song by a band that had several records on the venerable Sarah Records, a UK label that released more than 100 indie pop and "twee" records in the late 80s and early 90s. We got permission to record this song by Henry himself, and it appears as the bside to the UK "Year of the Pig" 7" single on Matador.
8) Fucked Up - Looking for God Another interlude. This was originally written as the intro for the new recording of Looking for Gold (which has yet to be recorded). Fucked Up isn't a religious band, and the religious imagery used in art and lyrics is rarely meant in a literal sense.
HI FOLKS OUR NEW ALBUM IS DONE Now all thats left is the questions - who is putting it out? How much did it cost? How long is it? When will it be out? How many singles are coming with it? These are the mysteries! (to you anyhow). As you can see from the picture, the preferred short form for the record will be "ChemCom". Feel free to download the record HERE.
The Algebras of the Earth Speak the worth to draft the laws The Vale the midwife birth the key The Chemistry of Common life Life the speck on the bone Grown to size by the poems Coax the passions from the stone The Chemistry of Common life Iron antlers fill the sky Metal organs fertilize Sparks and ingots come alive The Chemistry of Common Life The Chemistry of Common Life Here but for the spinning of a sphere Electric skies and vibrations rise The breach, the birth, the seed inside The Chemistry of Common Life Silver plated chaste embryo Awakened by the touch from the mater The mother, the magnificence, the matter The river of steel that flows from high Holy rods unite the dead to god Creation, the seal opens to touch the sky Aflame with life it burns beyond To proclaim a marriage, a chemical bond The Chemistry of Common Life Eruptions from below the sleeping face Molten veins and golden grains The power, the ecstacy, the grace The Chemistry of Common Life Here but for the spinning of a sphere Tease the heavens that sanctify the sky Liquid life poured down excites the ores Ignite the crust inseminate the dust The cultured quartz that rises high The stone refined that lives and shines - Be the vessel, be the knife Stone and metal come to life In the crux the cross divine The shell, the purpose, the sublime Fill the chalice with the blade Wed the maker to the made Grow the divine from profane Let the shining never fade Between the Crystal and the Womb Astride the pistil and the tomb Create from parts that were a man the stars, to hum their song again Fill the chalice with the blade Wed the maker to the made Grow the divine from profane Let the shining never fade