the wave pictures catch surreal moments and disappointments with silly lines and sad hooks. they like words and amateurism, designed all but one of their album covers themselves, and in their music videos, they’ve been known to walk on glasses, eat spaghetti while singing and play polaroids.
we met david tattersall, franic rozycki, jonny “huddersfield” helm and their friend david beauchamp for an interview before their daylight music gig at the union chapel. they told us about a birthday tradition, apologising to hull and an unsuccessful joke; debated whether or not they are grown-ups, and shared a couple of daydreams.
they also played us two songs from their upcoming album and a grateful dead cover for stockholm clouds (lookee here) and drew us a baffled cat! much love from us to the wave pictures for all these saturday morning adventures ♥
“bright red, almost orange” – that’s how ólöf arnalds sees the song “numbers and names” off her latest album sudden elevation. the icelandic musician associates music with colours, writes in both icelandic and english to critical acclaim and, according to björk, has a voice “somewhere between a child and an old woman”.
before her gig at grand central, she told us about seeing colours, (not) growing up, good friends and the icelandic music culture. she also drew us an excellent portrait of the room grand central kindly lent us for the interview, complete with rainer on camera and a couple of chairs that look like they’re mid-conversation.
ólöf arnalds’s new album is coming out later this year. as she would say: “check out the old stuff but just you wait for the new stuff!” and, while waiting, perhaps go to a gig at mengi or listen to the matador ep which is free to download here. awoo!
jacob of small feet. drawn by simon of small feet, without looking at the paper.
simon stålhamre is done fighting his windmills. instead, he and his bandmates jacob snavely and christopher cantillo knit ghostly songs with spider’s silk that are at once familiar and yet not, like reality once removed. small feet‘s debut ep the liar behind the sun was released in june 2013 and comes with marvellous artwork by peter larsson.
their video for “rivers” is equally intriguing.
before they played klubb kurragömma at landet, simon and jacob told us about evil people, miniature golf music, cassette tapes and hiding places.
small feet’s first full-length album (working title: from far enough away, everything sounds like the ocean) will be out later this year. awoo!
a happy sailor by frank turner. awoo!
a wednesday afternoon in february, we kidnapped frank turner and asked him about childhood ambitions, lost lines, cobweb songs, neil young and monsters.
frank turner from winchester, england, has been around for a while. when his hardcore band million dead split up, he took up folk and has spent the last decade on the road playing flats, pubs and, more recently, wembley and the opening ceremony of the olympic games. all the while maintaining the sense of camaraderie he sings about – he uses his space to support other musicians & recruits his music video extras via twitter (then this happens).
so, yes, and there he was at a table at debaser in stockholm, with a ramones jumper, some throat sweets in his pocket and a copy of war and peace next to him.
and then frank turner drew us a happy sailor. bless him!
* the gig later that night: brilliant. ducking punches haunted the cure‘s “friday i’m in love”, beautifully so, and sang a magnificent song that took six years to write. andrew jackson jihad were beaming through the most morbid lines with dancing bird hands and a letter-perfect choir in the audience. frank turner & the sleeping souls were ♥ right from the first song “photosynthesis” to the encore, abba’s “dancing queen”. poetry, sweat and the truth about gene simmons (also told here). curious? frank turner is still on tour. awoo!