Vinyl Discography for Fucked Up and related bands, plus scrap book of things found along the way: The FU Discog is as complete as it's ever likely to be, Discog 2 and; 3 are works in progress. The other posts are a mixed scrap-book of ephemera and personal interpretations...
D.I. but not quite Y.
EDIT (Too much information)
I had a copy of Looking For Gold that was missing a back panel...
Russ appears on mixtape 5, does Salem Rages and cool sketches, and provides security at FU shows, he's been to more than 30 fucked up gigs and he made this new sketch x cut & paste back panel:
I had a copy of Looking For Gold that was missing a back panel...
Russ appears on mixtape 5, does Salem Rages and cool sketches, and provides security at FU shows, he's been to more than 30 fucked up gigs and he made this new sketch x cut & paste back panel:
Property of Russ
Happy Christmas
This picture shows a message to Luke Mumford of Genetic Angry, on the back of the Halloween poster in the previous post. The message is from Dave Brown, drummer of Career Suicide, who is pictured pumping a fist in the show picture in the previous post and is also the Richard Branson of Sewercide Records...
Here are the first three Sewercide Records. The Genetic Angry 7" in the centre with the plain black sleeve was the second release.
Happy Halloween
Flyer for the 2005 Halloween show - thanks to Luke Mumford for the picture.
The poster includes a message on the back, more about that later.
Picture from the show, used in the inaugral post on LFG Nov 2005. Image copied from Ryan Media - click HERE for more pics |
"16mm footage of FU performing with pumpkins on their heads, random shots of a record swap in Toronto in 2005, and a couple shots at CIUT while Equalizing Distort is on air - all set to "Color removal" by FU"
What am I, a small creature measuring seven spans of my own hand?
I am enclosed in a pot like universe composed of material nature, the total material energy, false ego, ether, air, water and earth.
And what is Your glory? Unlimited universes pass through the pores of Your body just as particles of dust pass through the openings of a screened window.
(Bhagavata Purana 10.14.11)
Seedy Arse
Forget vinyl, these things are the future
Highlights include:
- Different artwork
- Alternative edit of "Queen of Hearts"
- ChemMod CD (Similar to ChemCom CD but newer and not so common)
- The promo stickers referring to shows in London...
Sharing sweat at shows ... collecting promo CDRs... posting pictures of them on the internet = "the decline of being into having and having into merely appearing" (Guy Debord)
Zineography
The Interview site was playing up, so I deleted the link - it's working again now, so there's a new link there >>>>> on the 'Links' menu. A few scans have also been added:
Fucked Up + Photocopied
Will & Fred
The last man is a term used Friedrich Nietzsche in Thus Spoke Zarathustra to describe the antithesis of the imagined superior being, the Ãœbermensch, whose imminent appearance is heralded by Zarathustra. The last man is tired of life, takes no risks, and seeks only comfort and security.
The last men claim to have discovered happiness, but ''BLINK'' every time they say so.
(That's from Wikipedia, so it's definitely true)
'What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?' thus asks the last man, and blinks.
The earth has become small, and on it hops the last man, who makes everything small. His race is as ineradicable as the flea; the last man lives longest. 'We have invented happiness,'say the last men, and they blink. They have left the regions where it was hard to live, for one needs warmth. One still loves one's neighbor and rubs against him, for one needs warmth...
One still works, for work is a form of entertainment. But one is careful lest the entertainment be too harrowing. One no longer becomes poor or rich: both require too much exertion. Who still wants to rule? Who obey? Both require too much exertion.
No shepherd and one herd! Everybody wants the same, everybody is the same: whoever feels different goes voluntarily into a madhouse.
'Formerly, all the world was mad,' say the most refined, and they blink...
One has one's little pleasure for the day and one's little pleasure for the night: but one has a regard for health.
'We have invented happiness,' say the last men, and they blink."
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