sorry for being quiet, we're dead busy. our album is sounding truly fucking immense and thats pretty much all we care about. thanks for everyone who sent in photos for artworks, its shaping up well good. mostly everything is useable and some HI PATTY are fucking stunning. we still have a bit of time to play with (we're between 2 weeks to a month late in life) so if anyone else wants to get involved then mail us for the briefs. we'll be using some for the first single art too, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
only, it won't be a single, it'll be an ep, called, certain songs are cursed. there's something else kinda awesome about it too but its all super secret for a couple more weeks. YOU WILL SEE.
anyways, favourtime again. We need some speech samples. I don't know how popular this is going to be because noone likes the sound of their own voice, but, what would be all kinds of good, would be if you guys sent us these samples. are you in? if not, s'probably best to wait for the next bus..
certain songs are cursed. they hang out uninvited in your head. it's nothing to do with concious, thinking you. there's who you want/try to be and then there's who you really are, and these are the songs that make the wedge that splits the two and shows you the difference. they'll remind, with pin sharp accuracy, of the smell of ex lovers, the laughter of old friends, of lost atmospheres and environments and scenery and pointless detail, and everytime you hear them by chance (and it's always by chance) it's akin to a needle, scratching at a part of your soul that scientists have yet to document. There's nothing you can do but relax; get old and build a tolerance, and in a few years time, when you're sitting in a bar or a club or around a friends kitchen, and some playlist expurges those hideously overfamiliar opening daggers, you'll be able to quell those emotions within the briefest of facial tics and noone around you need ever know that, out of all the postal service and notwist and owls you listened to that summer, double bright eyes albums, hole bside compliations, repeated plays of goodbye sky harbor, you had yr worst ever heartbreak to fucking run by fucking snow patrol.
have you been luckier? unluckier? have a song you believe to be cursed for a less embarrassingly emo reason? TALK ABOUT IT INTO THE MICROPHONE PLZ.
what would be ideal, would be between 20seconds to a minute of YOU just talking. if you can do it into yr computer or phone and send us the file or a link to the file, that'd be ideal. we can rip stuff off video files too, quality doesn't matter so much, but you gots to do it in as quiet a place as possible.
there's no real need to mention the song itself; it's probably best to be as un-namedroppy as possible. just like, talk normal. remember, this is a sample on a music record, not The Tumblr.
rad. YOU'RE GOING TO BE ON OUR ALBUM! you still gotta go buy it tho!
please send files or links to email@example.com, include yr name for the credits, and mark it BEHOLD MY SPEECH TO YOU so we can easily find it amongst the offers for shitty shoreditch shows and cheap sporting goods mails.