Slum of Legs

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Slum of Legs are a queer, feminist noise-pop DIY band. We are Alex, Emily, Kate, Maria, Mich and Tamsin. We write songs about ghosts, architecture, gender, loneliness and hair envy. You can dance to all of them. Sometimes we sound like The Shaggs, Slant 6 and La Dusseldorf playing at an impromptu party in space.

One of our songs is a live séance. We’ve performed on a Norwegian mountain and in many, many basements. We like pylons and onstage pile-ons. We’re interested in modernist architecture, art & literature.

We use collage & cut-up in our artwork and this also reflects the fractured nature of our songs and how the 6 of us, who all bring completely different influences to the band, have been stuck into a blender with the controls jammed.

We are a giant pop-psych, punk monster with twelve legs. Our songs are melodic and dissonant, anthemic and experimental.

Our debut album ‘Slum of Legs’ is a manifesto for compassion and defiance in a confusing, unrestful world.

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Praise for Slum of Legs:

"a kind of fiendish exploratory outsider pop music that recognises no limitations….weird, dissonant, home made, different from anything you'd make". (Stereo Sanctity)

‘an enticing bunch, fusing influences ranging from riot grrl, classical and krautrock’ (Drowned in Sound)

‘a six-headed eruption of disillusionment and reality checking…. ready to take on everyone and anyone’. (Collapse Board)

'the post everything band you didn't even know you'd been waiting to hear' (Impose magazine)

credits

released March 13, 2020

Tamsin - vocals, backing vocals, drums, shouts
Mich - drums, vocals, backing vocals, guitar, shouts
Maria - violin, vocals, backing vocals, guitar, percussion, glockenspiel, field recordings, shouts
Kate - guitar, backing vocals, drums, shouts
Emily - synths, samples, monotron, piano, glockenspiel, noise, shouts
Alex - bass guitar, shouts

Lyrics by Tamsin Chapman except: 5 - lyrics by Tamsin Chapman and Michelle Steele; 8 - lyrics by Michelle Steele; 10 - lyrics by Maria Marzaioli
All songs by Slum of Legs

Recorded by Julian Tardo at Church Road Studios, assisted by Bert Walker
Mixed by Phil Booth at JT Soar
Mastered by Daniel Husayn at North London Bomb Factory
Photography by Tamsin Chapman
Artwork by Adam Stacey

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Slum of Legs are a queer feminist noise-pop DIY band. We write songs about ghosts, architecture, gender, loneliness, good hair and many other important topics. We are Alex, Emily, Kate, Maria, Michelle and Tamsin.

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Track Name: Benetint & Malevolence
Benetint & malevolence
In Debenhams
And tenements
Nurofen and inconsequence
In Peterborough
In present tense
When you’re sad, you’re invisible
A flicker at the edge of an eyeball
When you’re sad, you’re invisible
A flicker at the edge of the disco
At least we are not a painted
Macabre French
Sensation
At least we are not zirconium
But ocean
And carbon
Track Name: Slum of Legs
We are a superstructure
Spiked with glass
We are a fur-lined rupture
A clatter mass
We are Tatlin’s Tower
The laughter of ghosts
We are your final hour
Of idle boasts
The greatest lie that’s ever heard
Is that the meek inherit the world
We are a blast farrago, a panoply
We are the tuttifrutalists - see?
Calibrate the Slum of Legs
Calibrate the Slum of Legs
Calibrate the Slum of Legs
Liberate the Slum of Legs
We are a pistol crescent
Lit with steel
We are a bleeding present
Your last full meal
We are an army of losers
The hissing of trains
We have many uses
And many names
The greatest lie that’s ever heard
Is that the meek inherit the world
We are a blast farrago, a panoply
We are the tuttifrutalists - see?
Track Name: I Dream of Valves Exploding
You, a modern ring road
Cloaked in sickly beam
A warning to the furious
This is all it seems
Hedges become nearside of night
Reduced to star system
Flocked upon the screaming wires
A creaky piston
As is the custom now I shoot straight into the sun
An obscuration equal to the sum of none
Everything is obvious
Everything’s unseen
A warning to the furious
This is all it seems
Try to dazzle harder
Fascinate the flies
A “liminal” gymkhana
A bleary eye
As is the custom now I shoot straight into the sun
An obscuration equal to the sum of none
As is the custom now I shoot straight into the sun
Murmuration equal to the sum of none
And now the road’s corroding
Poetry un-coding
And now the road’s corroding
I dream of valves exploding
Track Name: RUTHE14ME
I only know you online
Are you the type to cross a picket line?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
On our first date
Will you judge me by my weight?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
I only know you online
In dreams our memes could intertwine
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
We could build a home
Of tongues and bones and precious stones
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
I only know you online
Are you cool or are you kind?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
Is this connection?
Or is this only my projection?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
A coma’s made of ice and dust
A soda scream, the permalost
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
My my my my my lacuna
Make it happen, make it sooner!
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
I only know you online
Will this tumour be benign?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
I sense your hunger
But do you only date them younger?
Are you the one for me?
Are you the one for me?
There’s probably no such thing as The One
Track Name: In Yr Face
I only asked a question
It’s just a bit of fun
I’m sorry you’re offended
Blah blah blah blah, your mum
This feels like formication
You misspelled ‘formication’
In your face!
You nibble at my freedom
You are a maze of lies
There you go again, playing the victim
I never said you were a maze of lies
I hope your death is painful
Here’s a link to show death is never painful
In your face!
Cease & desist! Cease & desist!
Cursing waves released and call my armies to the breach
Are you an expert? An expert in storms?
A tired phoenix, a troubled helix, a tunnel vision, slimy pimply emission
Who put Bella in the witch elm? Bella in the witch elm, witch elm, witch, witch elm
You put Bella in the witch elm? Bella in the witch elm, witch elm, witch, witch elm
Fallacy, fallacy, strawman, masked man, deception, argument, hollow man, fallacy
Barnyard comedian, hamfisted tragedian, blaring, blaring, blaring, blaring
Draggle-headed sharing, sharing caring, idiot, idiot, idiot!
Binary abortion, tedious distortion, hey or I anus, hey or I anus – aaargh!
In your face!
Track Name: Love's Not Enough
How could you ever be alone?
How could you never be afraid?
Every day you live and breathe you are a revolution
How have you always been so brave?
I wanna date a Scorpio or Pisces
Any gender cos I’m bi bi bi you see
I want to lead a bow-legged army
Our common enemy is k-k-kyriarchy
Love’s not enough, peace is a liar
It’s time to set them on fire
We’re the message and we’re the town-crier
We’re setting it all on fire
I’m getting down with the intersectionals
Like Pokemon you gotta catch catch catch ‘em all
Try to map our sexual geography
Crumble down the staid, stale binary
Fire, setting it all on fire, setting it all on fire, setting it all on fire
My vicious circle looks a lot like pizza
I’m a hideous and beautiful creature
I eat men who think that they’re nice guys
‘Cos they never raped in an alleyway
Fire, setting it all on fire, setting it all on fire, setting it all on fire
Track Name: The Baader-Meinhof Always Look So Good In Photos
Hello mirror
I think you’ve made an error
Hello terror
Your hands are startled mirrors
Hello shadow
My personal giallo
Hello sorrow
You carve my skin with shadows
To care too much about the way you look is counter-revolutionary
And I know there’s far worse states than temporary invisibility yeah
I know I’m ugly
‘Cos you remind me daily
And the Baader-Meinhof always looked so good in photos oh
Hello to shame
You are my oldest flame
Hello disgust
You are the one I trust
Hello refusal
You’re just the same as usual
Hello contempt
You are the main event
Track Name: White Leather
I'm watching you through my window
I’ll watch you and you'll never know
Surrender to me
I'll follow you everywhere you go
White leather
Do you feel a shadow behind you
Do you know why I love you
Surrender to me
I'll follow you and you'll never know
White leather
Track Name: Sasha Fierce
Sasha Fierce
Help me to be you
Molly Ringworm
Fragments of a daughter
Little Miss Tout Le Monde
You don’t need to belong
Empress suit is on
Beware
Cloudless death mosaics wrapped squealing ‘round the stars
Modify mistakes with vermifuge and chlorate of potash
They move in hundredweight of wheeling counterparts
Sasha Fierce, you are my heart
Sasha Fierce
Help me find my way
Stand alongside
Tara O’Hara
Rise Athina B
Let’s pretend we’re free
Play with the city
Beware
Sasha Fierce
Help me to destroy
Enemies
Inside and outside
Here comes Alma Dare
Such devastating hair
We are everywhere
Beware
Sasha Fierce, you are my heart
Track Name: The Last Time
When the dark falls for the last time
I will read your letters
And remember
How it felt to be loved

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