BREAKING: New Fashoda track, 'He's Got Gills', exclusively available on Cognitive Dissonance Records Compilation, available from here: http://cogdiss.bandcamp.com/album/now-thats-what-i-call-cognitive-dissonance-volume-1
Fashoda Crisis formed in Southend in early 2005 as a violent reaction to the haircut bands and scenesters cluttering up what would otherwise be a thriving music scene. Taking their name from a minor diplomatic incident in 19th century colonial North Africa, their lyrical style is highly abrasive and usually consciously disturbing, in the vein of bands like Shellac or Mclusky.
Musically their sound is a combination of modern punk, hardcore and stoner rock, but with the songs structured and instruments arranged in a relatively poppy style.
Currently they are playing at various scandalously under-attended locations around the UK as a 3 piece. More information on their website: http://fashodacrisis.com/
Fashoda Crisis Say:-
Fashoda Crisis were born kicking and screaming into the creative vacuum that is Southend, Essex, in April 2005. A frothing three headed abomination against nature that infuse anarchic alt rock paint-stripping noisemongery with melodic pop sensibilities whose manifesto is to pour scorn on the ridiculous. Inflammatory and confrontational, they have built a solid reputation on the backs of their visceral live performances.
At all times Fashoda Crisis play from the bottom of their twisted, blackened tumourous little hearts. They spew forth vitriol and acerbic wit in equal measures, melding political rhetoric and social commentary with opaquely personal lyrics. Intelligent, violent, passionate, honest, spleen-rupturingly humourous (and modest, let’s not forget modest) genre mangling mentalists.
Fashoda Crisis pride ART over ARTIFACE and they have observed with disgust and righteous ire as once respected peers have soiled their creativity and compromised their integrity in the fervent hope of wrapping their lips around the swollen phallus of the music industry.
Fashoda Crisis are uncompromising and fiercely independent, they will never dilute themselves to become more palatable and as such will never conform to mainstream popularity. Fashoda Crisis are not for the consumption of the bleating masses, they are for the chosen few, the readers, thinkers and true listeners who view the creation of music as a sacred form of art and whose record collection is not amassed on the basis of hairstyles and stage outfits.
Fashoda Crisis love you. But would never cheapen the sentiment by saying so to your face.
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BREAKING: New Fashoda track, 'He's Got Gills', exclusively available on Cognitive Dissonance Records Compilation, available from here: http://cogdiss.bandcamp.com/album/now-thats-what-i-call-cognitive-dissonance-volume-1
Fashoda Crisis formed in Southend in early 2005 as a violent reaction to the haircut bands and scenesters cluttering up what would otherwise be a thriving music scene. Taking their name from a minor diplomatic incident in 19th century colonial North Africa, their lyrical style is highly abrasive and usually consciously disturbing, in the vein of bands like Shellac or Mclusky.
Musically their sound is a combination of modern punk, hardcore and stoner rock, but with the songs structured and instruments arranged in a relatively poppy style.
Currently they are playing at various scandalously under-attended locations around the UK as a 3 piece. More information on their website: http://fashodacrisis.com/
Fashoda Crisis Say:-
Fashoda Crisis were born kicking and screaming into the creative vacuum that is Southend, Essex, in April 2005. A frothing three headed abomination against nature that infuse anarchic alt rock paint-stripping noisemongery with melodic pop sensibilities whose manifesto is to pour scorn on the ridiculous. Inflammatory and confrontational, they have built a solid reputation on the backs of their visceral live performances.
At all times Fashoda Crisis play from the bottom of their twisted, blackened tumourous little hearts. They spew forth vitriol and acerbic wit in equal measures, melding political rhetoric and social commentary with opaquely personal lyrics. Intelligent, violent, passionate, honest, spleen-rupturingly humourous (and modest, let’s not forget modest) genre mangling mentalists.
Fashoda Crisis pride ART over ARTIFACE and they have observed with disgust and righteous ire as once respected peers have soiled their creativity and compromised their integrity in the fervent hope of wrapping their lips around the swollen phallus of the music industry.
Fashoda Crisis are uncompromising and fiercely independent, they will never dilute themselves to become more palatable and as such will never conform to mainstream popularity. Fashoda Crisis are not for the consumption of the bleating masses, they are for the chosen few, the readers, thinkers and true listeners who view the creation of music as a sacred form of art and whose record collection is not amassed on the basis of hairstyles and stage outfits.
Fashoda Crisis love you. But would never cheapen the sentiment by saying so to your face.
User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.