Staring at the cover of Slap Bass Hunks, (the fourth album from the ever-prolific Christian Fitness, aka, Andy Falkous) I’m convinced that it’s some kind of ‘Black Mirror’ vision of the future, where the uprising happens and we succumb to our great bee overlords.
Christian Fitness – This Taco Is Not Correct
Those familiar with Falco’s Christian Fitness project (one-man band) will notice the amount of ‘beef’ that’s been siphoned into This Taco Is Not Correct – (and I mean beef in the sense of SOUND and not the meat product, although we are talking tacos here so…maybe it’s both?)
Future of the Left – The Peace and Truce of Future of the Left
The time for amusing surrealist lyrics, skull-drilling bass-lines, deep-levels of snarking and seething bile is upon us. Like a lot of Future of the Left releases, there’s a perverse creep to The Peace and Truce… but unlike the others, this feels even more cynical – even more biting, raw, unhinged, skin-clawing, rasping and of course, bloody hilarious to boot.
Christian Fitness – Love Letters In The Age Of Steam
“Unauthorised copying, hiring, lending, public performances and broadcasting of this recording is predictable and disappointing” reads the message scrawled on the back of the second Christian Fitness album, Love Letters In The Age Of Steam. God bless you, Falco. If you don’t know (and why not, you complete flannel) this is the second ‘one-man band’ outing for Andy Falkous, peddling more of his acidic wit and coarse riffs into your ears.
Future of the Left – How To Stop Your Brain In An Accident
In Krent Able, Future of the Left have found an artist who best exemplifies their musical outpourings down to a tea. His art is absurd, disturbing, laced with the blackest of black humour and it looks stunning, absolutely stunning. The inside sleeve to How To Stop Your Brain In An Accident shows the tail-end of an aeroplane disintegrating – poor hapless souls being ejected into the air
Future of the Left – Love Songs For Our Husbands
When I found out that Future of the Left had jumped on the Pledge Music bandwagon my first instinct was to find out what it was and how I could go about giving them my money right away. Yes, they need(ed) your hard-earned cash to fund their next (4th) album to hopefully inject a new batch of misanthropic, satire-drenched, dissonant rock into our ear canals.