Update!

Hello!

Here's all the news that is fit to post:

* We're playing at Club Couture (Frog and Parrot on Division Street, Sheffield) on Sat 13th September with La Folie. It will be excessive and unnecessary.

* We've finished recording and are currently mixing a free 3 track EP entitled 'Despot Holiday'. This should be available soon and will contain these three tunes:

- Jimmy's Imagination : prequel to Jimmy Loxely prior to The Wake. Strange occurences afoot in a cave. He reaches for his pocket and smiles. A backwards haunting.

- Shrunken Head : this has been played live in various forms. This time slinkier. Whatever you do, do not look under the bed. You have been warned.



- At The Ranch House. Atomic age Californian raunch. Sunken lounges. Flat roofs. Hungry Rotarians. A duet feat. Wood and the Booth. Tommy R Jones on drums.

Its a tasty collection and it can be yours for the sum of no money.

* Finally, we've been reviewed in Sandman. A review which somehow manages to praise and slate in equal measure. Here for posterity and weird self flagellation:

Reel Back! At the Sound of Pisco Sour Hour EP
Ireally wanted to like this one. The band was kind enough
to provide a lyrics sheet, and by God they are really quite
brilliant, sounding like they were written by a mad, horny
solicitor or something. They have songs about philandering
men, coating people in pavement, and haranguing
people for insisting on dying, but also manage to provide
some thoughtful reflections on political corruption and
societal downfall. These are often abstract, often mad ramblings
pulled off with a certain amount of panache and
verve. However, the music is a different story, and it really
doesn't help that it sounds like it was recorded in somebody's
overstuffed closet. The band is all over the map,
mimicking Art Brut or the Fall one moment, then settling in
for a bit of lounge lizard croon. It's mostly a hookless affair
without much flow, which I guess will happen when you
have to work in words and lyrics such as 'tarmacadam' and
'Please forgive me this indiscretion. I think you'll agree that
the institution's a sham and not for a man of my former
authority.' It does sound like they're having a hell of a lot of
fun, but it's a shame that this doesn't translate well to
record. In other words, wait for the book of poetry.

Overstuffed closet indeed!

Anyway, more later.
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