reading old maps

Glove

Life Before Today- Ariel Pink

Mashed Potato Baby

for the cold country - black country, new road

Take me back to another story
You know one where I know my needs?
‘Cause every time I wake in this line
It’s a fight that I control time

It be a rush!
So tell me you know?
The only thing the media does
It’s like I’m spinning around
The only thing that I need is ground

It be a rush!

Tell me anything and I’ll roll
I’ll tell that I want to move on
Do I need anything while I’m here?
Do I need anything from out there?

It be a rush!
So tell me you know?
The only thing the media does
It’s like I’m spinning around
The only thing that I need is ground

It be a rush...

Century III

Nobody Loves You Like I Do

Exile In Guyville

Dance Of The Seven Veils

Get Lost

You and Me and the Moon

Qlowski - Golden Boy

Qlowski - Taking Control

Forgotten Graves

Tombes Oubliées

London experimental five-piece return for more anarchic genre-blending adventures. 

London experimental five-piece Housewives return for more anarchic genre-blending adventures with their new single 'Speak To Me'; A synthesized collage written in Wetherspoons, cafes and anywhere away from their houseboats where they could find an electrical supply. 

Exploring the possibilities of electronic sound, with dead-behind-the-eyes chanting, this latest snippet of things to come marks a turning point for the band who sold their guitars to buy midi equipment and swapped London rents for houseboat living. 

Using huge live drums, saccharine vocal samples, pulsating sub bass and mechanically entwined guitar lines; 'Speak to Me' is a sign of the bands’ new direction with a constantly evolving sound, creating an anxiety and tightness that assumes the feeling of a knot in the stomach, or a strained smile. 

The band describe it as 'a love song of frustration and sensitivity through the eyes of a victim of the isolation of modern life. Quiet but not shy, voiceless, seething, dumb and in love'. 

In the video, created by the band and our in-house art department, we're transported into a manifestation of the inescapable digital experience of our everyday lives and its effect on our psyche. The thin layer of perceptible reality is constantly disrupted via the breaking of the digital facade. 



Speak to me 
your nice talk 
use your hands to help me 
your voice washes over 
lost in conversation 
I am in my own world 
I stand in the corner 
I am in my own world 
only an observer 
reel around the gas light 
your voice makes my eyes moist 
I feel awful fragile 
don’t look at the carpet 
I’ve done nothing recent 
nothing worth the paper 
nothing good and Godly 
like thin discs of wafer 
it will come unto me 

Written and recorded By Housewives 
Mixed and mastered by Rupert Clervaux 
Artwork by Mara Krastina 
(www.instagram.com/mara_krastina/) 
Design by Joseph A.C. Rafferty 
Digital release by Blank Editions

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