My name is Barnaby Fudge. I am of indeterminate age. I live many miles beneath your feet, in the deep underground. I slave with the other creeping drones serving your rotting musical industry. You see, here, in this freezing hive of tunnels and caverns, each of your beloved pop combos has a representative. Our little hand sticks tirelessly clackerdy clack on our word machines keeping the bloated world above abreast of band news and doings. Ice and starvation are an ongoing concern. I am currently in the employ of musical aberration, Art Brut.
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I am aware that you leak like a bastard titanic so here is what others may have missed...
Art Brut vs. Satan will be descending on your shelves at exactly April 20th. Here's what our brother in arms apparent, Eddie Argos, had to say -
“I don't always enjoy the recording process - all that fiddling with guitars and drum sounds waiting for my turn to ‘sing’. This time though, we did it just right. We spent a day getting the sound of the instruments perfect, then with all of us in the same room at the same time, with the amazing Black Francis conducting us, we pressed record, jumped around and played our songs. This is how I always thought albums were made and it’s definitely how we're doing it from now on!”. Having heard the completed work, unlike yourself, I can assure that this is no mean feat.
This will be proceeded by the single Alcoholics Unanimous on April 6th. Clue is in the name. I have it on good authority that a visual accompaniment will also be delivered.
Plus, a shockyoumentally concerning the whole Salem affair is also in the works, blocking the musical pipes.
In other new, Barnaby was present at the Radio 2 Folk Awards this Monday last. In fact, I can confirm he accidentally stumbled onto the stage during a performance by the indomitable Jim Moray. Ten points for the first spot.