All songs written by Wing Dam (Sara Autrey, Austin Tally, Abram Sanders). Recorded Oct. 2015 / Feb 2016 at Wright Way Studios, Baltimore MD. Produced by Rob Girardi. Mastered by Sarah Register at The Mastering Palace NYC. Album artwork by Will Pesta and Wing Dam. Cover photograph by Irmgard Autrey.

Released 8/19/16, Friends Records

We would like to thank our families, our ride-or-dies, our fans, Baltimore, Jimmy MacMillan and Friends Records, everyone who was involved in the making of this record, Dave Halstead, Dana Murphy, every venue that’s hosted us, every sound person who’s hooked us up, and anyone who’s ever let us sleep on their floor while we were on tour. We love y’all!

Play it loud!!

Glow Ahead

Wing Dam

reading old maps

All songs written and performed by Wing Dam (Austin Tally, Abram Sanders, Sara Autrey)
Produced by Mat Leffler-Schulman
Recorded at Mobtown Studios in Baltimore, MD
Mastered by Mickey Freeland
Spring/Summer 2014
Album artwork by Austin Tally

MEGA thanks to our parents, our friends, Mat Leffler-Schulman, Baltimore, Jimmy MacMillan and Friends Records, and YOU.

PLAY IT LOUD AS FUCK

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some words on the album's starter/first single "Software:"

"Full on robust tear the walls down rock. The guitars are thick and powerful, pairing with equally intense rhythms."
(Pasta Primavera)

"Even while ripping away, the band is cognizant of when to pull back, allowing the delicate vocals of Austin Tally and Sara Autrey to come through peacefully. This is the Wing Dam we’ve been waiting for."
(Decoder Magazine)

"Possesses more post-grunge riffs than one can really know what to do with. Luckily, these three fine young specimens have found a way to harness all them licks."
(Impose Magazine)

Right Through

Nothing's Frozen

Beached

Feel Real

I'm Wild

Mostly Concrete

Re-Move Me

How To Swim

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

Speak to Me

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Housewives - Speak To Me

"Heavy guitar pop that sits somewhere between the heavenly fuzz of Hum and the nostalgic sun-glazed bliss of Siamese Dream."
(Dischord Records)
