More kitchen sink than melodrama
I warned you didn’t I . For weeks you’ve been lying awake wondering what next in the creative maelstrom of the visionaries of Knifeladder. Or maybe there was something on telly…but like a desperately inadeqate man trying to give Trixie the late shift prostitute an orgasm, I will continue to keep plugging away….
So after weeks of chopping, filtering relooping and wishing I’d learnt a real instrument, we decide to present these ideas we laughably call music to Hunter…bass player, producer, and only KL member who can wear the plastic apron without sucking his stomache in…
The look on his face dear readers, as we bound around the room playing hour after hour of lo fi unlistenable scratchy noises and loops. I swear I see tears well up in his eyes – not because of our naive genius, but at the prospect of months of mixing and editing ahead as he desperately tries to turn all this into something anyone, anywhere, could ever dream of voluntarily listening to. Its a pity we lost the lucrative contract with MI5 and the information extraction department, but even in the war on terror it seems they are constrained by certain moral boundaries…
Other than that we have been sending John on a mission to get hold of a venue for Electronic Countermeasures 2.. After the overwhelming success of the last one, we simply couldn’t wait to lose huge wodges of money on a night endured by literally several people, all of which fortunately had voices in their heads loud enough to drown out the horrific racket which is Muffpunch playing a Kazoo through a 3″ TV speaker and badly earthed ring modulator. Apparently having your dead mothers voice shrieking in your ear ‘Dirty boy, cut off your wee wee spout’ is less traumatising than the prospect of Hagshadow spitting at you like some mini me version of Ilsa the Wicked Warden shoving eels up your arse.
I’m really selling you on this I can tell – it will be very soon in October, it will have lots of bands you’ve never heard of, and it will make the opening 15 minutes of Saving Private Ryan seem like the Wombles Chrismas Special.
we’ll keep you posted. In the mean time, its not too late to do something useful with your life instead.