Don’t you hate it? You’re just chilling about after doing your shopping when your dinner comes back to life (via The Resurrection Glove) and runs from you.
We were warned about this.
Smokers Die Younger are a band from Sheffield that had many a tag attached to them, but having seen them twice, it’s a safe bet to tag them as “intense” (also tag them under “Evil Genius at Bass”. Really).
Anyways, there is a bit of an empty space in my “loved gigs of 2011″ with their name on it (missed them supporting Josh T. Pearson), but this song always gets me in a good mood.
Have a great Wednesday.
You know? The other day one of our writer’s got called “whiny Klosterman-wannabe” [sic] on Facebook, and frankly, we laughed at him/her.
But then we looked in the mirror, took a deep breath and accepted our condition as social misfits/outcasts. So we stopped writing and went off to save the universe.
Afterwards, it did. I mean, we remembered we had to put this last (it is THE last, we promise) list.
So without any further ado, here’s our choice of underdogs of 2010. With Spotify links (when available)!
Sunday 25: Coogan warned us about you (gushing and ranting).
Sunday was the last day and The Knackering was setting in. Going to sleep at 4 am didn’t help, but hey, S1 Artspace was worth it completely. Massive Gig attendee tip #19: for blisters try using ample shoes and painkillers.
Typing interviews and general writing shenanigans had been taxing and just missing the buskers bus with Cats:for:Peru was downright depressing. Still, soldier on.
Part 3: The fickle finger of the current scene and passing out at The Washington…
After a slight detour through the realm of cult television, Smokers Die Younger are persuaded to go back into the subject of music. Bribes were involved.
Sloucher: Sorry to bring anyone down, another question. Is the album experience alive or dead or is it just singles now?
James: A bit of both, really. We are more of an album making band, we want to get a full range of emotions into a record. There’s nothing wrong with a singles culture either. There’s group for both of them. People are [too] concerned about the downloading stuff.
Part 2: Where we decide that talking about Cult stuff and childhood crushes is better than music.
As the rain wanes into a gentle drizzle and the alcohol quantities go into Bukowski levels, Amy, Ian and James look more comfortable and my voice becomes slightly more slurred and lisped than usual. After Amy has joked about Ian’s tie, we proceed to pull a “Yer actual” on the interview and change the rhythm without any warning…
Part 1: Of sweets and alcohol.
It’s a rainy Thursday in the outskirts of Brown Street, the Rutland Arms, to be precise. It’s been an interview that a couple of people at the site have been talking about for a while. Since I’ve seen the band live before (and since I’m disposable, apparently!), Quinto and Misky ask me to carry the interview.
I enter the pub and get a pint of ale and sit in a stool that reminds me of my days in Catholic School. While I go over the questions for the band, I draw some doodles on a notebook. Right on cue and on the exact time, 3 members of Smokers Die Younger enter. James Goldthorpe (Vocals, Guitar) recognises me and we talk about where to do the interview. Amy (Vocals, Harpsichord) goes out to the beer garden with a couple of paper towels and Ian (Bass, Vocals) is doing the thankless task of carrying the pints.
Smokers Die Younger – Smokers Die Younger
“These abject terrors and complexities / may do for you, but they will not for me / take your hands from my throat / Put them back on the wheel / and drive” – Bad Driving Too, Smokers Die Younger
The skinny: The first album was Jason, this one is Patrick Bateman.
The review proper: Let me explain that remark I just made… by no ways does it mean that the albums of Smokers Die Younger will make you go out and commit a few random cheeky murders (though you might end up with a paper umbrella in the floor of the Washington), but instead, it’s the approach taken to the craft.
One route is just an ordinary onslaught, the other one is a finesse exercise in, well, onslaught.
Interview – Cats:For:Peru
“…And I don’t think they like people asking them about their name, they get it a lot.” Sam says to me through a mouthful of cake. We’re about to venture down to a quaint pub just by the river in Kelham Island to interview Sheffield (well, Dronfield) band Cats:For:Peru and we’ve stopped for refuelling along the way. Conversation turns to the band’s new video, which has been produced as part of the ‘2Weeks 2MakeIt’ competition in Sheffield (where aspiring film-makers are asked to make a video for a local band’s new single in 2 weeks) and the dark, twisted humour of the animation which portrays the sad fate of a group of well-meaning cats. I can only hope that the cats we are about to meet are of the much more fortunate kind…
Did you read our last comic and wondered what was on those boxes?
So did we! Misky and Quinto took a peek and it was… a bunch of free mix cds!
Smokers Die Younger - X wants the meat
The skinny: Uncompromising music that although sounding aggressive, is curiously ear-friendly.
The review (proper): As once previously stated in this very zine (warning: incoming shameless plug), Smokers Die Younger are pretty hard to describe (and i’m not even pretending to even know how to categorise them).
So instead of waffling this review (not that the editors will notice, they are zoned out with percocets and gin) with the ephemeral search of a genre (their myspace says: “asbomatic, mangular postindie wankathons“. I can live with that) and let’s go into Smokers Die Younger‘s first album, X wants the meat.
It was a dark and stormy night. Well, actually, no, it was just chilly but then again, it’s February, and the only thing that seems to warm the cockles is a bit of music, even if it’s on the “how do I categorise this?” side of the spectrum.
Opening duties were courtesy of Remember Honolulu, whose sound is a bit like Sigur Ros in a less sedated day. There is some strange wailing/moan combination of vocal deliveries and were just the starter for the evening.