Hey friends across the sea,

our song rotten love needs friends, call into BBC radio 1 and request us!

email steve lamacq directly right here :steve.lamacq@
bbc.co.uk

if things go according to plan we'll be playing in front of you guys soon, but we need your help!

xox
matthew

found this tonight. we wrote it at my birthday lunch, march 3rd 2004. this was the very day we got the idea to put together the album which was, er would be rotten love. it was basically a list of songs from all corners that had been recorded all over. you can see we left a few out, and one song on this list is actually (i hope) going to make a comeback.

actually, looking at this list i notice this was before we worked with nicolas, with whom we would record: In The Woods, Matthew, On The Dance Floor and See Saw.


also, that very day i walked into a tree (on my way to the lunch, not 20 minutes before), it scratched my eye real good and ive still got the scar to prove it. i know it sounds strange, but i promise, if your ever standing outside enids, look across to the park theres a single tree in the center, where it slopes down. on those branches are two inch thorns, no i mean it go look.

hello everyone,
matthew here.

been working all week on the new LEVY website, its just about done and about to go online, change is always nice.

be sure to check out our new mp3 player (that plays once you visit the site), the quality on these will be much better than myspace, so you can finally hear some of the rough mixes in hi-res audio love. songs you can hear are: Rotten Love (new radio mix) Squeeze, Dont Cry, Mint, On The Dance Floor, Matthew, In The Woods, and Rector Street. if there are some songs that you guys have wanted to hear for a while let me know, and i can cycle them in.

also I want to thank our dear friends Coupleskate for help with our mp3 player, it pays to know bands who also make their own sites. while your at it go have a listen, or better yet if your in chicago, go see them play.

x
matthew

We burned through the skeleton town of Sumter, smoke wafting from our windows, a cacophony at 200-beats-per-minute blarring from our speakers.
Wrinkle-eyed old men in yellow check short sleeves pruning hedges finger their pocket knives nervously. The electric gaze of their wives send telepathic Hells-Angels paranoia to the sherrif's office. Kill this infestation; kill the chickens before they get their dirty hands on them. A snake is flattened out in the road, baking in the sun.
We come upon a house in the swamp and exit our cars with bags of explosive candy and cans of cheap ethanol body fuel for our demise.
Later in the evening, I retire to a simulated wood-grain paneled room to read under urine-haze yellow lights, red carpet seeps between my toes like tiny bursts of blood.
I hear gun shots and laughter. I forsee a bullet slicing through the cheap wall and lodging into my ribcage as rebel yells shriek into the mossy murk. I listen to the frogs.
What am I doing here and who are these people? Why did I agree to join them to go swimming in the swamp? Just hours ago I was nestling into a brilliant cup of coffee at the local time-waster and now I'm clutching mildewed sheets in a no-man's land somewhere in the low country of South Carolina.
David

the new record is cooking...some photos





x
matthew

thanks to our friends that made it out last night. it was a rainy drab evening, but we're glad you spent it with us. for those of you that did miss the show, you may not see us in new york for quite some time, there are american tours, uk tours and not to mention records to finish. but i'll keep you posted on all of that as the weeks go on.

read more about the "annex" show right here

until then,
matthew

ps. some photos from the show thanks to rosie @ notmuch.blogsome.com