listen: http://www.kicksjoydarkness.co.uk/annosite/anno%20tracks/2003-02-21-CD501-02-American_Television.mp3http://www.myspace.com/kicksjdarkness
Around the same time as reading the aforementioned guardian article, I read another from the telegraph entitled: The boy who never grew old http://www.anno.co.uk/telegraph.shtml
A tale about a the life of a young poet and musician who tragically died (along with the rest of his band) in a car crash on a motorway outside Milan.
A tale about a the life of a young poet and musician who tragically died (along with the rest of his band) in a car crash on a motorway outside Milan.
When I got round to hearing Kicks Joy Darkness, the music blew me away. Key changes, varied time signatures, polyrhythmic guitars, intelligent lyrics. They made the other bands I listened to seem moronic and vacuous in comparison, even to this day nothing comes close.
The boys died in the early stages of recording their debut album: Method One, and only a few songs and live recordings survived.
The boys died in the early stages of recording their debut album: Method One, and only a few songs and live recordings survived.
Zie Punk Volk
There's blood giving heat.
Blood on the blue light beats like his heart.
That now is heard no more.
There's a smell like pieces of glass -
Still in the sharp air.
Shards of me move together in a shape like a shadow or ghost.
We're mostly dead anyway
The album that never was
and the last photo of the band alive
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