a new song what i made
We were busy rehearsing new material of late and looking forward to a recording session until Matt put his hand in the way of Mooch trying to kick his arse which lead to him having more screws than a mecano set bolted inside of him. We’ll keep you posted on when we have new records but it looks to be Autumn now, we’ll try and get an ELTV remix or two done before then too.
Anyway things move on and to that end we made our own music video for Echoes Louder Than Voices which you can view here. To make the video we took to the streets in our usual fashion but this time armed with a Karaoke style lyric sheet, Ipad and camcorder, the results as you can see are entertaining, thanks to all of those who were involved in that.
The tune is still gathering momentum, our favourite radio DJ Tom Robinson has also been spinning it, we did an interview (<-click) with Jesmond Local because of it, and loads of people said nice things about it, here’s some of our favourites if you have time:
‘SINGLE OF THE MONTH’ “Likely to have you throwing some sharp moves down at your local indie disco” - The Crack Magazine
“Their latest single (also gratis), is undoubtedly their best release yet. ‘Echoes’ is one of the catchiest, most boisterous songs you’ll hear this or any other year.” - The Tipping Point by Generator
“Laddish swagger, light-hearted playfulness and stonking indie anthems that practically demand you to sing along to them” - Crack In The Road
“Athletes in Paris are holding this bastion better than Hadrian did with his wall with their intensely danceable, new release ‘Echoes Louder Than Voices’, which itself has voices louder and more endearingly North-Eastern than the cast of Auf Wiedersehen Pet straddling the Angel of the North.” - The Abacus Post
Likey Listen? If you like the tune you can currently download it for free along with our entire back catalogue here http://AthletesinParis.BandCamp.com but if you like Itunes and Ipods etc it’s on there too.
Lastly for those of you who like to check up on us (in a non stalker way) we’ve also gone and got a nice & simple (like Matt) website so you can do that in the safety of your own home or Bendy Bus, here’s the link to our antics: www.AthletesinParis.com.
I can’t think of anything else to say (unlike Adele who has too much to say) apart from that if you love us please share that love with your friends and that if you’re not agoraphobic we have more exciting gigs to announce soon but the next ones in the diary are here and we hope to see you there:
2nd April @ Cosmic Ballroom, Newcastle. Supporting The Milk www.youtu.be/UydeNbdK1K
13 April @ No.28, Newcastle
12 May @ The Alternative Great Escape, Latest Music Bar, Brighton
15 July @ Kush Kamp Gay Festival, Essex
11 August @ O2 Academy, Oxford
Moocho, Mattress, Rosulate, Sheneth & Zenith x
I’ve got a little story for ya’ll about how durable human turd is.
I like to keep myself fit, or at least try, and running to and from
work, or to the gym is how I like to do it. About a month back i’d finished work at 5 and went straight to my gym in Gosforth with ‘Test tube Teddy’(a rollyneck i know from Bedlington).
After pumping some serious iron I embarked on the 6 mile run back home to my flat in Sandyford. I only made it back halfway…. to some dark, wet and humanless back lane in West Jesmond. Nightmare man! Me bowels were rumbling for around a mile previous….. I boiled it down to the sorry fact that I had 2 choices, keep running and do a Paula Radcliffe (shit myself)…..or pull over in a back lane and squeeze some cheese!
Over 4 weeks later, I make a thing out of running down that back lane every chance I get. And that cleavland steamer is still sitting there, big and proud, although some youth has decided to stick a twig in it.
What a fantastic turd!!!
Yesterday, I was visited by Athletes in Paris, Newcastle’s newest export. With a natty travelling band arrangement, due to their touring antics, they stood in my small music shop, and played me an ad hoc but upbeat number. Full of personality and enthusiasm and not at all put off by my perplexed…
‘Your Number 1 in the USA’ the grapevine told the band, without question the AIP boys got straight on a plane and headed for the Big Apple…shop (the one in New York).
Why not Eh?, iTunes the bastards wouldn’t tell us how much we have sold till July 4th, its was perfectly reasonable that our Début Single ‘Borrowed Time’ had sold millions and we had not even known about it, at the end of the day everyone’s making dosh off-a that Internet these days and ‘Borrowed time’ is at least half as good as ‘Friday’ by Rebbeca Black.
The truth was one of mistaken identity, once landing in JFK were held up by a group of 30 men, all in full body armor and M16’s (I knew I shouldn’t have tried to smuggle that can of Lynx in my hand luggage).
‘DO YOU HAVE A HOOK!?’ they head killer demanded, mistakenly presuming they meant do we have a collection of songs with a catchy chorus, I replied in a Tyrone (snatch) fashion ‘Course we do…thats why we’re ‘ear….shall I dare say that’s what we are famous for, us…’.
‘Athletes in Paris check us out on Facebook’ Mooch cherped in.
We were locked up in Guantanamo Bay for 5 months (why did mooch have to mention the Facebook?), in the usual democratic way of no trial or explanation. It wasn’t too bad in Guantanamo they gave us a shoebox and some elastic bands to play with, Chris managed to craft a kind of instrument out of it and started to sing Scottish air’s in his sweet highland voice, after 5 seconds we were bored of that, So Matt grabbed the newly formed instrument and started to write a song, he got some good chords together, Ross came up with a melody by harmonising his vocal with the tortured screams of the other inmates, and mooch managed to come up with some lyrics inspired by a cockroach he befriended (a little to much) the song was called ‘Heartbeat’ and we made a little pact that if we ever got out of this pleasant muse like hell hole we would release it in the Summer of 2011.
We eventually did, we found out later what had happened. Since Bin Laden had kicked the bucket, (after the marines found out he hadn’t paid his council tax) the list of the ‘FBI’s most wanted’ list had been changed with Abu Hamza being moved up from two to number one, there was a typo… the person responsible was a Mexican border jumper who had somehow managed to get a high place in the press office of the FBI, and because he no speak good English, (was not his first language) he mucked it up and it said ‘Athletes in Paris, FBI No.1 Most wanted’.
They realised that mistake 2 weeks after our incarceration, but forgot to tell the chirpy boys at Guantanamo, we only got released after they finally believed us after a number of perverse and humourus tests that found that the thing in-between mooch’s legs was not a hook after all but a fine specimen of the male genitalia.
They deeply apologised and as compensation they gave us a used arriva bus ticket each, which enabled us to get a Big Mac and Medium fries for only £1.99 (as long as we used it before the 4th June).
‘Heartbeat’ + Video/Athletes in Paris will be out this Summer = :)
Disclaimer: Might Not Have Happened
‘Oook Oook AH AH’ said one monkey
‘Well put some more cold in then’ Said the other monkey, while sharing a relaxing bath.
General Slowness on the Uptake
1. Blogging has been big for a while now, with everyone and there uncle banging on about it, and this is my first attempt to get back on it after Tumblr has been around for 5 years. This Blog will be like the first bird off the bat after a 3 year relationship, it wont be pretty but hopefully it will lead to better things.
2. Internet Browser - After 9 years of nobody using Internet Explorer this Parisian has finally decided to change to Google Chrome, finally I now can actually update the Myspace without my CPU trying to jump off my motherboard strangle me to death and then find a cosy mac to retire in (still not up on the fruity computers). I suppose the fact I’m still trying to flog the dead Myspace horse shows I’m still not completely caught up.
3. After years of not been able to forgive them for being the inspiration of countless shite indie bands for the past decade. 16 years after Defiantly Maybe and What’s the Story Morning Glory, I’ve decided that Oasis were indeed the best band in the world and we will be following there exact route to stardom (I’ve Just emailed King Tuts in Glasgow, C’mon I’m F**king ‘aving it).
4. Most Importantly - Athletes in Paris are going to be releasing some New Material come the summer, Playing a host of local gigs in Sunderland and Newcastle (and beyond), Blogging more (?), and generally causing riots with our House Party Crashing.
Disclaimer: This Blog does not reflect the views of the whole band, it may not even reflect the views of the guy writing it, he is quite fickle.
A question on a lot of Parisians minds…well all people. How do I look? How I am perceived from the outside world?. As the athletes boys have dived, hurdled and vautled into the world of the paper print press and the boggling world of blogs.They have learned first hand the bitter world of misquotations and how that anything you say/do can be taken more ways than Pamela Anderson.
Why be so safe though? We all swear/curse, make un-educated off the cuff judgements - how else can you get a laugh?
Anyway we are just gonna be Athletes in Paris, crude, up for a laugh, but lovable and real none of this watered down nonsense.
Athletes in Paris’s New Single Borrowed Time OUT 04.04.11 is canny
—Hot Fuzz AKA Ron The Con