... introducing the sixth annual three day CHINCHILLAFEST (Brudenell Social Club, Leeds)
Friday 16th, Saturday 17th and Sunday 18th May.
Yeah, so here you go! The sixth annual Chinchillafest is one week after ATP Vs Pitchfork, and the same weekend as the Explosions In The Sky ATP, so we're pretty much going head on head?! Whooops! Oh well ... ... We're only a few bands away from completing the line-up, but it's pretty much sorted, and we're all really rather excited about it! There'll be a top-secretly themed compilation CD for weekend ticket holders, some sweet posters, visually stimulating set design changing each day, highly advanced drunkard schinnannegannns and all the fun you want to take advantage of! Advance tickets and full details all coming soon, but here's what you can start looking forward to!
FRIDAY 16 MAY
DJ SCOTCH EGG
GAY AGAINST YOU
SATURDAY 17 MAY
THAT FUCKING TANK
+ 2 more
SUNDAY 18 MAY
+ 2 more
FRIDAY 16 MAY
DJ SCOTCH EGG (born Shigeru Ishihara) is the nonsense maker behind Wrong Music based in Brighton. Sometime after the release of his debut album, KFC Core, recorded over a month on a diet consisting entirely of KFC, Shige got notice that his student visa had run out, and he was almost sent back to Japan. This led to the creation of the Save The Scotch Egg Site, which had a (now defunct) petition to keep Shige in the UK. After numerous signings from fans and friends (such as Shitmat, Mike Paradinas and Chevron), Shige was granted permission to stay. Since then he has supported Devo at The Royal Albert Hall, toured with Lightning Bolt, released a second album, Scotchhausen, on Adaadat Records (resplendent with remakes of Johann Sebastian Bach, Karlheinz Stockhausen, Terry Riley, Philip Glass and Moondog), and generally continued with his demented breakcore, destroyed Nintendo 8-bit melodies and pounding rhythms of silicon brutality! Shut it and party buckos!
GAY AGAINST YOU is Joe (aka Germlin) and Lachlann (aka Yoko Oh No!) from Glasgow, letting the good times roll with overcompressed noisy 2 minute Nintendo-punk tunes - slightly irritating, somewhat pathetic and most importantly, well-constructed enjoyable idiocy with an amiable charm that never fails to enthrall. Gay Against You are part of a fine mentalist tradition, and are a breath of fresh air in the direction of po-faced pretentiousness; get ready to crowd-participate! They have releases out on Adaadat, a split covers record with Dolby Anol, Agaskodo Teliverek, House Mouse and Dananananakroyd, as well as a pile of new stuff in the pipeline, including splits with Narwhalz (Of Sound), TIGERS!, Chico Y Chico, and a No Rave split with Husbands.
COWTOWN are Nash, Hils, Shields and Steevsie, who practically hold residence at The Brudenell Social Club. Deliciously catastrophic and shambolic with all the bravado and stomp of Mick Jagger in his youth, but without the arrogance and plus a dirty great bundle of grit; dance-punk at it’s non-stop best to pummel the diaphragm and shake the dangly parts! Drumming is on the nicely heavy side. Like walking through a TV theme tune with Mark E Smith hurling abuse from the sidelines, you'd imagine that some of what is sung or shouted would fall a little short of the good advice that might be offered by The Department for Children, Schools and Families. Underneath the matching knitwear, the skronky keyboards contain the catchiest, danceable-est 30-second anthems this side of Kraftwerk and that side of the Crazy Frog. Yet to decide between playing a Cowtown set or making a special appearance as their astoundingly accurate Devo covers band, Smart Patrol.
MUCKY SAILOR is Gus and Steve from Leeds. Self-styled tropical/thrash/disco-house mentalists of toweringly subversive art rock. Their first single on British Wildlife Records was recorded in the cavernous interior of Leeds' Corn Exchange (a Victorian trading hall-cum-shopping centre built in 1864). To bag such a speaker-blowing recording space, Gus spent a Saturday afternoon tinkling easy listening classics for old ladies in said shopping centre. Turgid vocals part growled, whispered and whined, backed by a sparse musical map of just electric piano and drums. Could be described as part prog rock, avant funk, doomcore or just the deranged bleatings of a father and son cabaret duo from another universe somewhere in West Yorkshire.
BEARDS are three outstanding beasts of nature residing in Leeds; The Dickosaurous, The Clairedactil and The Kathodocus. Recently acknowledged by Plan B Mag as one of the best support bands of 2007, their persuasive basslines and bullish vocals turn the air blue while their creators hop from instrument to instrument, leaving you struggling to stand still amongst their day-glo retro mollusc outfits.
SATURDAY 17 MAY
EATS TAPES is Marijke Jorritsma and Gregory Zifcak from San Francisco, on Tigerbeat6 Records. Behind a sprawling mass of antiquated analog machinery in a spiderweb of wiring, the duo concoct, tweak and pervert world-class acid, straddling the ordinarily very dislocated realms of warehouse techno and DIY art rock/noise music. The result is a non-stop fun pummelling din that manages to be excessive and a bit daft but always eminently listenable. Equal parts Wolf Eyes and Daft Punk with the kaleidoscopic vibrations of Perry and Kingsley, Eats Tapes provides the perfect analog fueled hi-NRG acid soundtrack for an unforgettable party! Whoot!
THAT FUCKING TANK began as the duo of Andrew Abbot (baritone guitar) and James Islip (drums) from Leeds/Saltaire. Now incorporating a re-united line up of their previous band Kill Yourself with long-time compadre, ex-Danananaykroyd fronter and nicely housed Glaswegian vegan Giles Bailey adding vocalling. Formed as a sad joke and perpetuated by purile lies, "The Tank" (or Death Fucking Tank as they are known in Belgium) have played many, many gigs ranging from a bedroom in a Barcelonian penthouse to an outdoor tramp infested festival in Derby, and everything in between. Loud, hypnotic and enthralling, Tank's new songs are longer and more progressive than before but still retain intoxicating doses of riff. Releases on On The Bone, Run Of The Mill, Jealous and Obscene Baby Auction Records.
ACTION BEAT were responsible for the Plan B Mag headline review of Chinchillafest 2007; "...a larger glimpse of testicle than I'm accustomed to at this hour", but thankfully they've a lot more going for them than what they're packing downstairs. Developing from a three piece into an out-of-control musician magnet gathering every guitar, bass and drum kit from in and around the cultural black hole of Milton Keynes, the tribe of ten plus members have now cracked the consistency code and skip refreshingly merrily amongst endless rhythm and a haze of reckless chaos, obvservant orchestration and improvised noise rock. Fortissimo Records.
CHOPS is a conspiricst power trio from Leeds on Upset The Rhythm Records. Dysfunctional big beat drums propell limb shaking guitars, a combination of vintage analog synth and crunked up digital keys, shifted and twisted alto sax, and assorted miscellaneous electronics at catastrophic levels of amplification targetted directly to the centre of your mind and affecting every inch of your physical being; a cleansing and nutritious experience of euphoric molten instrumentation and motivation techniques. Using similar journalistic hyperbole, The Guardian recently described them as "new sonic pioneers" providing "the light at the end of the tunnel" for underground UK music. Uh-huh.
PLEASE are Keebie (Cleckhuddersfax, Poltergroom), Michael and Rowland from London. Delectable offerings of riff and boogie in divine freakbeat equilibrium. Elements of the freakbeat sound include strong, direct drum beats, loud and frenzied guitar riffs, and extreme effects such as fuzztone, flanging, distortion and compression or phasing. Progressive Eastern scales tweaking through pomp rock anthems provide immediecy amongst short swathes of pshychedelia.
STIG NOISE are a group of differently aged males from Liverpool, harbouring traces of exotic mongreal breeding and painstakingly acquired skills in making Mariachi, noise-hop, and brutal (and/or) beautiful wonkstep showtunes. On Class A Audio and Wrong Music Records, Stig indulge in crazy melodies played at odd tempos with brass instruments, flamenco-featuring random meandering, enthusiastically ploughing through unhinged rhythms and bewildering Henry Mancini-isms.
CISSY is two Matthew's, one Katie and a Gavin, all of whom live in Leeds. They are very pleased indeed to offer you delectable funk sandwiches; hefty on the meat and light on the mayo, served on a crisp bed of drums, guitar, bass and midiHammond in wholegrain bread. Edifying riffs act like cod-liver oil tablets to lubricate your dancing shoes, and condiments include helpings of post-punk, late 70s/80s new wave, and a sprinkling of disco to taste.
SUNDAY 18 MAY
a.P.A.T.t. are General MIDI, Field Marshall Stack, The Master Fader, Sir Kit Breaker, Normalies, Dorothy Wave, The Count In and The Main Aux. All-encompassingly brilliant "every-wave" obsessive compulsives from Liverpool, on Pickled Egg, Chinchilla-Tone and Class A Audio Records. Chewing up elements of every musical genre you ever heard (and a few you haven't), seamlessly churning them into new, unrecognisable, magnificent shapes. They were featured on the promotional video for Liverpool's Capital of Culture bid, have recently staged a multi-media installation called 'Quartet' (featuring four films projected onto and into the band and audience), and have played to a room full of primary school children during assembly. "a.P.A.t.T. are a motherfucking experience... their vision of the dark, vicious and fuck me, rather scary acid punk dropped onto us from the visions of Gibby from the Butthole Surfers. We love them. You need to hear this. It's insane" (Alan Mcgee - Creation/Poptones).
ZUKANICAN navigate from their solar sonar cult temple in Liverpool, where they have refined their tools of soul reversal; dimensions shifted into mosaic waves capable of soothing the deepest past-life trauma. The treasures that spill out of the phantom piñata fall back and become an offering to Zukanican, their Gods of Sun and War. Zukanican as an extension of the ever Living, ever growing Brain (collective) play out in the at9omic heat of their post-industrial pyramid/prism of sound and spiritual communication device. Thanks to Zukanican, the twinkle in the pineal gland of The Living Brain, your ordinary suburban neighbourhood will be endowed and infested with a kind of magic; a generated pulse after pulse, ever accelerating the momentum. When nourished on those crêpes à la sunpat, the Zukanicans now unleashed in full force bend and morph through the veins, encouraging the host's outermost points to vibrate. Some cult members employ muscles attached to the walls of balloon like bladders, vibrating the walls until their bladders resonate like drums; other colonists gnash their teeth or open and close their eyes with a distinct thud or clap. The Zuk live performance also includes gestures, attention-grabbing colours, flashing lights and complex scents. Releases on Pickled Egg, Oof! and Medical Records.
QUACK QUACK is Neil Turpin with the sticks 'n' shakers, Richard "Moz" Morris on keys and occasional second drums, and Disco Stu supplying the low end. Originally based in Leeds, but two have fled the nest and escaped to Saltaire and Saltburn. Majestically and effortlessly making 'serious' instrumental songs sound fun and exhilarating, with more than enough rhythm for the feet, tunes for the ears, and clever bits to engage the mind. The drums are restlessly inventive, urgent and varied while the bass provides a solid foundation upon which the keys flourish from simple, single note lines and stabbing tones to squelchy effects and full on Eno-mania.
BILBAO SYNDROME are Chris Bussey, Matthew Bourne, Chris Sharkey, Unknown Vocalist, Christophe de Bézenac, Rob Mitchell, Simon Kaylor, Richard Ormrod, Tony Burkhill and Tom Lumley, playing a concoction of guitar, drums, Fender Rhodes piano, vocals and no less than six tenor saxophones.
BRONZE are Jimmy, Tom, Sven, Pascal and Kevin from the Belgian countryside, where they have been excellent hosts for many visiting Leeds bands over the years. They craft instrumental mathematical rock with all sorts of confidence-tricks and aplomb.