Category Archives: late of the pier

We Love Gonzo Fools

You know the ones. Those gifted harlequins that prance wide eyed with devious smiles through napalm filled swamps of writhing horror and sparkling synthesized glitter bursts, past neon outlined mountains where confetti falls upwards and all around the sounds of madness are melting away all the boredom as if Cillit Bang became a day-glo purple Cloverfield monster and grimy dirt was New York City.

Some such ruffians of feral wonderment are our much beloved heroes of yelping moonlit pagan rave, Liars. We care not for naysayers who persecute our medieval forestmen for their Jesus & Mary Chain phase with the last self titled album, but that’s because Liars have a 20JFG Golden Key – which means they can do whatever the fuck they want and we will adore and squeal like teenyboppers. Besides, that album ruled anyways.

In a blink and you’ll miss it flash, Liars posted a series of unreleased tracks on their MySpace player. They ranged from dirge and drone meltdowns with Angus turning himself inside out in front of a microphone, and kitchen sink and all clatter-fests hammered across iron sheets under the watchful gaze of the 10th planet. We presume these tracks are what didn’t make the cut for last years album.

‘Cruel’ was a favourite of the bunch which launches Liars into the air with a glass statue shattering introductory tone and lands them somewhere between the hungry ghosts versus Cyclopean spiders sound of the second album and the mountain set witch apocalypse mantra of the third. The Mt. Heart Attack summer festival parade comes winding down the mountain with creeping percussive power that sinks the Sun into the sea and the steaming salty mists erode away the revellers.

Liars – Cruel

‘Nihilist’ is the end of the world in shoe-gaze land, where the burnt bodies of Slowdive and the Cocteau Twins still smoulder in the bitter night air as ‘Shadow of a Doubt’ by Sonic Youth plays backwards quietly from a ruined shack and the rats vacate the destroyed city to begin new lives in the black leafed woods.

Liars – Nihilist

But a new entity has passed through us like a vaporous beast that worships at a Play-Doh monolith painted with splashes of blue and green paint by kids that hail from the bad villages on the enticingly evil side of town. Its Late Of The Pier!

We already testified our love for LOTP last September where we compared them to early incarnations of The Knife through to Pac-Man japes by way of Gary Numan. They have jabbed at the fun button so much now its just getting tiring so they’ve gone ahead and selotaped it down for a permanent party of cut-out cardboard disco masks and gowns fashioned from your mum’s green shoulder-padded 80’s suites and refuse collectors uniforms, all spattered with fluorescent paint slashes.

Late Of The Pier – The Bears Are Coming (Beyond The Wizards Sleeve Remix)

On ‘The Bears Are Coming’ prog rock is treated to the same happy accident when a ball of phosphorous acid-house light crashed into it as Klaxons arrived. But then on new remix 12″, Beyond The Wizards Sleeve send the track through a mangle made from the debris of the wicker man and we get a Summerisle day-trip to the darker regions of woodland that we didn’t get to see in the movie where percussion is played on the skulls of past victims and the main melodies played by a forest animal troupe reared on Test-Icicles and black-comedy Bruce Haack.

Check the new 12″ for proper space rock meets space disco with The Emperor Machine and demonic 8-bit sex thumps from Joakim.

The New Flesh

Pete Doherty is dead.

Finally, that stage seems past, and we at 20jfg breathe a sign of relief. We missed out on the ‘fantastic early Liberties explosive gigs’ that everyone was talking about, and just got some sort of English Strokes the NME so desperately needed.

The real point is this:

No longer does every single UK band want to be the Libertines!

Ok, easy target.

But you have known this for a long time….

Influences like Les Georges (r.ip.:(, The Knife, Liars, Lightning Bolt, Animal Collective, Unicorns, Deerhoof, Test-Icicles, Wives/No Age and many others (i’d add Klaxons too), forged a new generation bringing genuinely interesting sounds to music, with Lastfm’s most increased listens including unlikely loud heroes such as Marnie Stern and Health.

P2p networks, file sharing, music blogs, myspace, online magizines, myspace growing up in clubs like Trash were djs like Rory Phillips dared to take risks, podcasting, online record shops like Piccadilly, has all given rise to bands and fans alike out on a limb, not encumbered by the wish to be radio friendly or even able to play. Even if John Peel’s voice is not on the radio anymore, his spirit is still here with us in our own virtual world, the new medium, we all hail the new flesh.

Late of the Pier are getting a lot of attention in the blogspere for good reason: they are a party band in the best sense of the word, having as much fun on stage as the audience.

We particularly enjoy their lack of stage fright for theatrical eccentricities, and fast flipping of genres.

Gary Numan is given a sense of humor while prog rock becomes 8-bit, all with no fear of getting loud, scary and dirty.

Off the Record has their latest single Bathroom Gurgle on Moshi Moshi and as Late of the Pier will get in a bidding war, get signed, develop more sing along a sides for the radio – here is to the genius silliness of the b-sides. The Bears Are Coming is a tedy bears picnic in the woods with early The Knife before Tom Waits arrives to be chased off by Pac-Man and quite worthy of Sparks on Kimono My House.

Late of The Pier – The Bears Are Coming

Let’s hope they keep making them that way.

Bolt Action Five want to sound like Big Black and Nine Inch Nails the same as Test-icicles did Anthrax and The Blood Brothers……so as you would expect from uk indie kids it all fucks up and the guitar solo gets played on a casio from Oxfam while the otherwise Danzig chorus muscles down to suite us 9-stone geeks just fine.

The lyrics about the fantastic early cgi (or was it animated gifs?) real life RPG tv game show Knightmare “Welcome Watchers of Illusion, to the Castle of Confusion!”.

We recon both ourselves and every other nerdfest reader out their could have a great conversation with Bolt Action Five. The Phil Oakey speaking bit in the middle of Tree Friend Foe slays us every time.

Knightmare brought obviously inarticulate picked on at school teens to your screen and asked them to communicate with each other for their own survival! It was torture, but simply enthralling, and we would like to think thats how Bolt Action Five were brought into being – helmeted and unable to communicate except through, erm, song?

Bolt Action Five – Tree Friend Tree Foe

We are all out here as listeners with a different taste to what the mainstream radio and record companies provide. You wouldn’t be reading this if you were not one of us.

It’s good that we have some home grown uk fun, instead of letting all you over the water have all the good bands while we get Libertines clones. It’s not the NME that is the enemy, or even supposed ‘hyped’ bands like the Klaxons (cos we know the hipsters love to judge) – but complacency.

I see a global change around the corner though.

Lastfm is to start publishing it’s hype charts (Link to the guardian article) and that means listener generated content, straight to record labels.

This is going to mean what you listen to and scrobble will effect what the record companies choose to release.

We were considering a flashmob type event to get Black Dice hyped to number 1, but we don’t recon they would appreciate it.

As we type the Terrestrial Tones mix of a Panda Bear song is in the Hype Machine most listened to chart, and that’s just patently ridiculous, but bloody brilliant.

For a while the flux will swing in a time of confusion and maelstrom to rejoice in – so enjoy it while you can hey!

This is a great time to live in for music and we cannot wait every day to see whats round the corner.