BREAKING
NEWS!!!
Press release:
We
had a band once, in Umeå. We would pile in a van, like every other
punkband, and thunder off in pursuit of friends and glory in some basement
in front of 20 people, 50 people, in towns 4-5 hours away. Sometimes there
would be more than a hundred people and we would later in the week refer
to that as a "big show". We were ambitious, but we didn't think of it as
a career. We never made any fiscal sense whatsoever during 7 years of touring.
Like most punkbands, it never occured to us to even try. We had a scene,
we had some politics and we had just a hint of artistic ambition. True
to our swedish roots we got very serious very fast. And then suddenly we
got good. It's a delicate path to tread for precocious twentysomethings
anywhere on the planet, but this particular bunch didn't make it. And that
was fine. Most enterprises in life are unrelated to incredibly violent
rock music.
It's been
a motley 14 years since our band came apart. We've all kept busy in our
respective endeavors but we've all remained friends and kept in touch.
There have been offers, and lots of jokes about these offers. We've sort
of looked down from our high horses and made fun of people who've just
wanted to share the psychopathic intensity that we would deliver on a nightly
basis in our post-pubescent prime. A reunion has just seemed irrelevant
to us. Too much other shit to do.
But then
Kristofer got his degree from the Swedish opera academy, Jons medical studies
began drawing to a close and Dennis and David started a new hardcore band
together. Finally, after a decade and a half hiatus, Kristofer picked up
the guitar again. Which made David want to play the drums again. Which
in turn led to all four of us suddenly making new music in assorted constellations.
As all this was brewing, Coachella got in touch. There were a couple of
phone-calls, lots of skepticism, some hesitant enthusiasm before one of
us basically said: "– This is ridiculous. There are friends of ours who
would murder close relatives just to go see bands there. Let's just do
it, one last time." And with that, socialist fag-loving pc scumbags were
on the road again.
We never
did "The shape of punk to come" justice back when it came out, too tangled
up in petty internal bickering to really focus on the job. And suddenly
there's this possibility to do it like it was intended. We wanna do it
over, do it right. For the people who've kept the music alive through the
years, but also for our own sakes.
We feel
that you deserve it and we hope the feeling is mutual.
See you
in the pit.
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