What better way to mark the arrival of our 10th anniversary than by crafting an overblown, self-indulgent, self-referencing load of self-aggrandising noise? Well, loads of better ways, probably, to be honest …
It’s said the only certainties in life are death and taxes, but what about sickness, suffering, solitude, and the fact that your favourite show will always be cancelled while “Mrs Brown’s Boys” gets another shitting series?
Are we there, yet? We’re bored, tired, and the only thing keeping us from leaping out is the fact that we’re travelling at 117mph. Well, that and the bloody child locks are on. I swear, if this isn’t over soon, words will be had. Rude ones.
Are you lonesome tonight? Are restrictions too tight? Is the lockdown just driving you mad? Have you stuffed yourself full? Bored right out of your skull? Have you lost whatever grip that you had? Don’t worry. You’re not alone.
Look, we know that we’ve been away for a few months, but we’ve got a REALLY good excuse and, while we are loathe to play the organ failure card, we do have to say: ORGAN FAILURE. Unexpected, moderately inconvenient, dropped-out-of-the-sky organ failure.
They are often referred to as the “thin blue line”, although many have implied over the years that the line might in fact be somewhat thicker. Not us, of course … we’d never stoop to making such a crass insinuation.
It is often said that Christmas is a time for peace on Earth, and goodwill to all, but it seems that neither the year itself (or a substantial number of people living in it) have actually gotten that message.
Hey, kids! Stop snogging, and pay attention to me! ‘Cause if you’re a wild-eyed loner standing at the gates of oblivion, then hitch a ride with us … this really IS the last freedom moped out of Nowhere City. Don’t tell your parents!
We’d like to take the opportunity whilst announcing our brand new song to reassure our friends and relatives that this song is not, in ANY way, about you … unless, of course, you don’t share it, in which case it is TOTALLY about you.
Journey with us to a decade of flared trousers, energy crises, and cocaine abuse as we bring you our very first song; “Disco Bitch”, the tale of a dancer with a serious attitude problem and a callous disregard for nightclub etiquette.
With the nearly-December weather taking a sharp turn for the bloody freezing, we’ve got something here that will, hopefully, warm the cockles of your laptop; namely the news that our second video is now done and will be posted sometime next week!
First came the blog post, then the song, and now, finally, the video. Yes, we’re very proud to present our first video, “Song For Nic”; an affectionate tribute to an inveterate pain in the arse and thoroughly decent, lovely guy that the world is poorer for having lost.
Hey folks, time for another update (what do you mean, “So what?”) Anyway, the first bit of news is that we’ve completed our first video shoot, managing to film two whole songs in one session. The first is being edited as we speak and should be ready to release in about a week’s time!
You! Yes, you! We want to know what you think! We want you tell us your favourite IED song. Why? Because we’re nosy (and not a little insecure) …
We promised to keep you posted on our plans for the coming month or two, and keep you posted we will! Our christmas song is written, and all non-organic instruments recorded – just stringed things and face noises left to record! Which is just as well …