New Songs? You Betcha!

So we're gonna be rolling out some new material over the next couple of gigs, which will be fun - after so long working on the album it's strange and beautiful to write some new stuff!

Here's one, it's called "Not Waving But Capsizing"

Strung a turn too tight
Stretched far too thin
Gone a ways too far
Gone a touch too high
All the wrong things rising
Not waving but capsizing
All is silent, all is bright

I'm not made for this
I'm the crack in the wing
I'm afraid that this won't work
I'm a frayed high wire
An aeroplane stalling
Not flying but falling
All is silent, all is bright

I am cells gone wild
The enemy within
I’m not well at all
I’m a spell in quarantine
Bacteria invading
Multiplying, duplicating
All is silent, all is bright

The Life And Times Of Bikini Black Special

So hi, yeah, we're Bikini Black Special. No, the other one. I'd even go as far as to say the good one. We deal in facts so here are some:

• We're from Preston, which happens to be in the northwest of England.
• There are five of us - Kim who sings, Paddy who plays guitar, mucks around with a computer, and "sings", Bobby who plays the drums, Jonti who plays a giant stack of keyboards, and Kev who makes pretty moving pictures, except when we play acoustic gigs when he interprets the songs in real time on a flip chart.
• We combine rock, electro and drum n bass into a sound that people with no clue compare to Portishead.
• We have made an album. It is called "The Grim Mathematics Of Intercourse" and you can both hear and buy it (if you wanna) at the other end of this clicky-link.
• We rarely dance, but we like it when you do.
• One of us used to be an altar boy.
• One of us wishes he was an altar boy.
• One is in unholy communion with a hoover.
• One has a sandy vagina, and is endowed like a spartan.

Anyways, that's a bit of an intro, we'd love to hear from you, you can chum us up on facebook if you fancy it, then you'll know where we've got gigs, and when, and you can come and see us and shout cusswords right to our grubby unwashed little faces.