Wednesday, January 27, 2010

LOSTPROPHETS COUNTDOWN: 15 DAYS

15 DAYS TO GO   THE BETRAYED SPECIAL I ACTUALLY HAVE NO WORDS RIGHT NOW TO CONVEY HOW FUCKING AMAZING THIS ALBUM IS.        

Song: DSTRYR/DYSTRYR

Album: The Betrayed

 

 

 

“All Hail!”.

The leaders of the revolution.

We’ve got your policy, your war, your hate, your retribution!

“All Hail!”.

The sheer failure of a nation. S.O.S boys, this is white noise.

Destroyer, Destroyer, we sing it like a funeral choir.

Mourning now our hope is burning in the fire.

Deceiver, Deceiver. You never were a great achiever.

This is a joke. I hope you choke, non believer.

[Chorus]

Everything you destroy, we replace.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every word you write, we will erase.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every time you think you’ve stopped us, we rise up stronger from the dust.

Turn around motherfucker, ’cause we ain’t done.

Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!

“All Hail!”.

The shot that set a nation running.

The smoking shells are pilling up, just keep ‘em coming.

“All Hail!”

The warning sound of our salvation.

Line ‘em up boys, this is white noise.

Destroyer, Destroyer. Religion needs a new employer.

I’ve got the rope to hang your Jesus even higher.

Deceiver, Deceiver. I load the truth and cock the lever,

and then I’ll take my aim towards your fucking leaders.

[Chorus]

Everything you destroy, we replace.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every word you write, we will erase.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every time you think you’ve stopped us, we rise up stronger from the dust.

Turn around motherfucker, ’cause we ain’t done.

Destroyer, Destroyer, we live inside the fire. [x3]

Destroyer, Destroyer, we live inside of you!

Destroyer, Destroyer, we live inside the fire. [x3]

Destroyer, Destroyer, we live inside of you!

Destroyer, Destroyer, we live inside of you! [x4]

We live inside of you ! [x2]

[Chorus]

Everything you destroy, we replace.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every word you write, we will erase.

Destroyer, Destroyer !

Every time you think you’ve stopped us, we rise up stronger from the dust.

Turn around motherfucker, ’cause we ain’t done.

Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!

We live inside of you. [x2]

 

 

ANTHEM ANTHEM FUCKING ANTHEM

“I hope you choke, you non believer”  Indeed.

 

Video: Ian talks to Disorder magazine about The Betrayed

 

 

(and an awesome gravity-defying hairstyle there, Ian ;) )   FANTASTIC INTERVIEW WITH IAN ON MAKING THE ALBUM (AND BEING A THIEVING TEENAGER!) Interview: Ian for Mirror.co.uk 

 

For more than a decade, Welsh wonders Lostprophets have been the most potent and energising force in British metal. They have proved their worth, leaving the valleys to enjoy success at home and in America.

A major draw at festivals, they’ve had Top 40 hits and sold two million albums. And yet the group have also held faith with the place that bred them, Pontypridd in Mid Glamorgan.

When I meet Ian Wilkins, he’s back home living with his mother after a spell enjoying the rock ‘n’ roll party lifestyle in Los Angeles.

“You’re never too long in the tooth to be living with your mum,” Ian, 32, smiles.

The band’s fourth album,

The Betrayed, went on sale last Monday and it shows Lostprophets to be angry and

on the attack.

“As I’ve grown up I like to think I’ve become more eloquent at explaining myself,” Ian says. “It’s life experience and there’s no substitute for that.”

Growing up in Wales in the aftermath of the 1984-85 miners’ strike, Ian and his band mates were often to be found on the wrong side of the law, a time that provides the inspiration for the new album song For He’s A Jolly Good Felon.

“Oh yes, there was trouble with the cops,” Ian recalls. “It was normal for kids from a working class town. [Guitarist] Lee was from the ‘ghetto’. Where he lived was the council estate part of town – a bit like Shameless.

“We couldn’t afford much so we would go out and nick stuff. I don’t want to condone it and you look back now and think it was pretty wild, but it was just a way of life, a part of the culture. Nicking from shops was second nature.”

Much of The Betrayed was inspired by a distaste for the modern world.

“It’s upsetting to watch what’s happening with the dumbing down of society in general,” says Ian. “People just spend their lives watching other people live their lives.”

The Lostprophets’ connection to their homeland was underlined last week when

they played their old school in Pontypridd to launch the Heart And Soul campaign. It aims to highlight the cultural richness of the Welsh valleys.

“Satellite communities can feel remote,” Ian explains. “We want to show that you still can do something with your life. Complacency and apathy have settled into society. People are happier watching The X Factor rather than thinking, ‘I could do that’.

“Or else they think the only way out is to go to a rehearsal and be herded like cattle, laughed at and exploited. You don’t have to do that. No matter where you are from you can do it – all it takes is a bit of spirit and gumption.”

The Betrayed is the band’s follow-up to their pop-accented 2006 No 1 album Liberation Transmission. Its release was delayed after they decided that two expensive high-profile producers – Bob Rock and John Feldmann – were taking their songs in the wrong direction.

“It was a bit like getting a dog into your car and saying we’re going to the park,” says Ian. “Then halfway through the journey you realise this isn’t the way to the park, it’s the way to the vet. When we told Bob we were thinking of doing it ourselves, he said, ‘That’s a brilliant idea’. He gave us the Bob Rock blessing.

“It was expensive, but ironically the finished record, the one we did ourselves, only cost £70,000, although we spent a million to find out what we kind of knew already. I think we had to do that to learn what we needed to make the album we have.”

The result certainly does justice to Lostprophets’ 10-year journey.

“It’s incredible,” agrees Ian, reflecting on his band’s longevity. “I still can’t believe that

this is what I’ve been doing. It’s what I’ve always dreamed of and it still is. If I ever hear any pop stars moaning about the lifestyle I think, ‘Try working the night shift at Tesco or driving a vehicle for the emergency services’. That’s hard work.”

Back home at mum’s watching telly, Ian’s temper can still be roused by the arrival onscreen of his bête noir, Simon Cowell. So what would he say to Mr Cowell should they ever say be trapped in a lift together?

“Nothing,” he snorts. “I’d just kill him. The world would be a better place.”

The Betrayed is out now. UK tour starts February 4.

 

HOW MUCH DO I FUCKING LOVE HIM FOR THAT LAST COMMENT! :)

[Via http://shinobishikari.wordpress.com]

No comments:

Post a Comment