Future Of The Left Human Death

Ladies and Gentlemen.

After a long, some would say appropriate, period of consideration, the rock band known as future of the left have decided to raise funds to record and release their new/next/imminent/best/worst/career-defining/career-destroying album via pledgemusic. I KNOW, RIGHT? It seems almost inappropriate to ask, especially for us, but it turns out that the people of the internet are far more likely to invest in the birth and possibility of a thing rather than a finished product so, y’know, here we are. We’ve had enough of labels (and they, to be fair (1), have probably had enough of us) and not being independently wealthy our tiny pockets have their limits – hell, you know, first world economy / goods and services and all that shit. Think of it as a fancy pre-order with added, unnecessary bits if you like … or don’t.

A summary of our activities follows with key words in CAPITALS for NO GOOD REASON BUT AFFECTATION.

Here’s the STORY. It’s pretty much WRITTEN (although we’re writing more). The writing has gone VERY WELL INDEED (2). We’re recording it in MONNOW VALLEY studios in Monmouth where both ‘Curses’ and ‘Travels with Myself with Another’ were recorded (we’ve booked in some days this summer, whether you bastards give us the money or not – we’ll finance the thing with loans if we must). We’re recording it with our friend CHARLIE FRANCIS. He’s really good, like a wizard who supports Tottenham (3). We’ll probably mix it IN HIS HOUSE most likely DRUNK or PRETENDING TO BE IN CASE SOMEBODY IS MAKING A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT THE WHOLE THING. Which, they may be (4).

A new EP is to be released on July 1st 2013 on our own label, PRESCRIPTIONS, and will be called ‘LOVE SONGS FOR OUR HUSBANDS’. All pledgers/starters/funderers will get a download of this (on the release date. note – not a hardcopy – that’ll be available seperately). The track listing is thus – 1. the male gaze 2. perpetual motives 3. the bisexuality of distance 4. an idiot’s idea of Ireland. It is about TEN MINUTES in length. It is GOOD. If you don’t like it you can FUCK OFF.

Got it? July 1st. Available on 7 inch, (very limited) cd, download and torrents sites worldwide. Free yardarm with the first 100 copies (5). Pre-order available from www.prescriptionsmusic.com

Anyway, the album thing. General release is October 14th but all ‘pledgers’ (such a fruitily-named demographic) will receive digital downloads of the record ahead of release, basically, as soon as it’s ready. We hope, of course, to tour, but we’re not asking for money for that. At this stage the amount we’re asking for simply covers the costs of recording and manufacturing the thing – (although Julia and I need £90 to shave a cat. Really. We don’t have room for cat shaving in our household budget). We’re recording MANY songs some of which will be SHIT (so we won’t trouble anyone with them) and some of which will be AESTHETICALLY UNSUITED to the album. These songs, generally the weirder, skankier and sprawling ones, will be compiled onto a separate EP, which will be titled “Human Death”. It’ll be … different, but probably won’t sound like Daft Punk or The Libertines.

In addition to the album we’re going to trouble you with a (limited) screen printed poster from our friends at Aesthetic Apparatus (designers of the ‘travels with myself and another’ cover and screen printers to the stars). Also, there’ll be a similarly limited t-shirt designed by our newly found friend and illustrator extraordinaire, Krent Able. which’ll be suitable to wear to a Maths exam or satanic orgy – we crave flexibility from our garments and are sure you do too.

Note – if you want your records spoiled with people’s writing we will sign anything we can upon request, although if some items are sent from other locations that may prove impossible.

falco (on behalf of future of the left)

(1) I love ‘to be fair’. It is the singularly most useless phrase of the last thousand years.

(2) yes. Yes it has.

(3) although we don’t approve of the Tottenham.

(4) well, WE may be. It’s going to be (thanks Northern Irish readers) DEADLY.

(5) nb. yardarm may be invisible.

Ps. In a moment of madness I thought it would be okay to monetise my love of playing Words With Friends on my iPhone. Idiot tits. Find me on there and I’ll play you (if I have the time).

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