In the case that you were wondering, we have spent the past few months recording our third album with one producer
Mr Phil Ek.
Recordings began on a hot August morning in a ghost ridden barn called
Bear Creek Studio, in a truck riddled small town called Woodinville,
outside the salty city of Seattle in the ever so green state of
Washington.
Additional recording and mixing is taking place in Stockholm at this
very moment, still with Phil Ek who was kind enough to pack up his
resort season sunday best and travel all the way here to finish us off
properly.
It will only be a matter of days until the five of us get to listen
to the whole thing in it’s almost perfected form, a matter of weeks
until we might accidentally spill some of it to extremely close friends
and family, and of only a few short months until it will all be yours
to keep for as long as you want.
At the moment we are still sworn to secrecy, but here is a little crumpet of absolute truth:
It’s the best thing we have ever made. On our mothers’ graves.
With that said, keep in mind that we never brag and very rarely drag our mothers into our filthy affairs.
And so good people, prepare to prick up your ears and wash them out
first because you are not going to want to miss a single note of what’s
coming your way. And we aint just whistlin’ dixie.
/ Shout Out Louds