Showing posts with label empty promises. Show all posts
Showing posts with label empty promises. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 August 2011

AWAKENING FROM OUR SLUMBER



Hola!

After successfully maintaining radio silence for another extended period over the spring and summer, the behemoth that is THE SOUVARIS finally peeps open an eyelid and stirred at the start of August. After successfully sleeping through the marriage of two of its members and a whole lot of other things going on in everyone's lives, we finally got together and decided: IT'S TIME TO FINISH THE ALBUM.

And guess what? We actually went and did it. Okay, it took Matt Gringo threatening to castrate the lot of us if we couldn't get our act together for an October release, and then the promise of playing with our good friends (who also have their own, incredible, album coming out) Zun Zun Egui if we could get things sorted out in time, but we finally, finally have finished it. And it only took 21 months. Easy.

So, we worked our arses off...







(well, some of us did)


... and a few long days, late nights and good-natured arguments later, we haz dun it and it's finished. THANK GOD FOR THAT.

More news with some details of what to expect soon, but in the meantime, visit our new Facebook page - the old group got deleted - where you can find some sexy new information. Don't bother with Myspace though, it's old hat and we hate it. You probably do too.

Toodle-pip!

s.v.r.s.
xxxxx

Wednesday, 11 August 2010

WE'RE NOT DEAD

...we've just been sleeping. But fret not! Aaron is freshly returned from his jaunt around India, Nepal and god knows where else and we are all finally back in the same city for the first time since January. On the agenda for future activity:
  1. Gigs in September/October. Another European tour. Oh yes.
  2. Practising like motherfuckers for said gigs.
  3. Editing and mixing the elusive third album. Yes, we've been working on this one for months. No, it's not nearly finished yet. Yes, we will probably play exclusively songs from it at gigs. Unless you ask us nicely to play something old that you like.
  4. Frantically trying to remember how to play old songs that people like so that we don't piss everyone off.
  5. Mixtapes! Not sure why, but they'll keep us sane on tour. And we might make some copies for you. Dave has already compiled 5 hours' worth of tat for your dubious listening pleasure.
More soon, including confirmation of aforementioned promised gigs. Anyone want to put us on in London? Or northern Italy?