this week sees the release in the UK of the "everything all of the time" digital LP version of total life forever. more of our music than you can shake a fucking stick at, and some videos too. all for only 999p. details here
the only other thing that's happening foals-related this month (aside from us going our separate ways for--can i say this?--a glorious two weeks) is a new year's eve show in london at the kentish town forum. we're playing with our chum-buddies in chad valley and trophy wife, aaand caribou is djing afterwards. i think it's almost sold out. who knows. maybe it is and maybe it isn't. either way, it bloody well will be soon. yep. so if you're one of those kerrazy people who doesn't know exactly what they'll be doing at 11.58pm in two weeks time i'll be wearing a tiny little party hat, and bidding a sweet farewell to 2010. not that there was anything wrong with 2010, but i kind of feel that other years and new years and subsequent older age can't really come soon enough. stuff just gets better, doesn't it? and if that sounds inanely positive, what i actually mean is: stuff gets less worse, probably, some of the time. at least it does until you find yourself sawing off your own arm because you fell under a boulder in a very lonely place. or getting divorced or something. oh well.
it's snowing today. again. interesting. most of northern europe was a mush of white and grey during our recent tour. sometimes it felt like the world was ending, but not in the dramatic way that you'd maybe expect something as dramatic as that to happen (ie screams and body tissue). just hard-edged apathy and a stillness so bloody still that you suspected nothing may ever happen again. like you know how the universe is going to die a slow cold death of nothingness as it endlessly expands… that's kind of how hamburg felt. not in a bad way. i guess we were just the wrong side of winter. like sitting at the bottom of an upside down bell curve without your glasses on. is there a way out of here?
probably. inevitably. in the new year we're going to australia to start writing and recording. sounds like a lunatic luxury, doesn't it--flying to australia! just to write! but we're playing laneway festival there in february, so we figured, you know, two birds, one stone, etc. and, i don't know if you've ever been to australia (i also don't know who this "you" is i'm disingenuously addressing) but for your information it's really nice and the sun sometimes shines which, let's be honest, is more than can be said about most parts of the europe during january (no disrespect, old mate). it's all about changing perspectives thusly. opening our cortexes to the vortexes above etc. and so on and so forth. and, i guess, sitting on the beach smashing smoothies. for, you see, while total life forever was the sound of writing in sunny oxford and recording in damp sweden. this next record is going to be the sound of... something else. no, we don't know yet. stop looking at me. jesus.
oh, what's that? my taxi's here? shit.