A recounting from your favourite bands of embarrassing, awkward, exasperating, nail-biting and sometimes illegal incidents that have happened whilst on tour.
August marked the fourth year of ArcTanGent, a three day suite of instrumental rock, experimental rock, post rock and math rock. Needless to say, the annual mecca of niche rock was a success all round, boasting the most phenomenal lineup to date and the inevitable silent disco to follow.
ArcTanGent 2016 offered up one of the most bittersweet experiences, the joyous sight of the traditional Cleft and Chums ATG medley whilst knowing it would be for the very last time. Indeed, it was with huge sadness that we said goodbye to Messrs Beesley and Simm
...both albums look toward the left of the screen; camera pans out to reveal empty third chair… the curtain twitches. Out steps Cleft's new album Wrong, a creature aristocratic, innocent and ironic, and open minded as is apparent by its dress.
No matter where you are in the world, returning to daily life after a period of holidays sucks. It's a relatively minor frustration but nonetheless it leaves you feeling empty as you slowly unpack your joy. Even worse is, you're going to die later. And all that labour you're undertaking is completely superfluous; it aids no one but instead keeps the fleeting and ephemeral human endeavour ticking over. Your life is absurd.
In the last few years, crowdfunding has seriously taken off as an avenue for independent bands to release their music without label support. But that doesn't mean it's easy. One band who has spectacularly pulled off this feat is Cleft, an instrumental math band from Manchester UK, in support of their debut full-length. We caught up with them to see how they did it.