Shattercones released their This Septic Isle EP through Gare Du Nord records last week. Today, we are revealing the video for ‘Say Goodbye‘ a latin noir tune laced with menacing intent. The accompanying video is produced by John Clay with Ben Etchells the Director of photography, it features tango dancers shot via a series of unconventional recording and lighting techniques, it really is quite special:
‘Shattercones blend of filmic drone, spaghetti western gothic and nightmare slo-mo surf music has hints and influences from Tom Waits to Einstürzende Neubauten, via primal Nick Cave dramatics’
Shattercones are Arran Goodchild (drums, machines, synth), Jason Powdrill (lead vocals, guitar), Dermot Watson (guitar, lap steel) and Neil Walsh (viola, synth). The band was formed by accident (late 2018) when Arran needed to put some musicians together for the Twin Peaks festival.
Nottingham born Jason was previously bequiffed frontman of Bridport Dagger, drummer in wonky pop outfit Clicky Bones, and dabbled in solo weird-folk as The Haunted Isles and more recently Cold Hands. Dermot starting off playing on Dublin’s hardcore scene and has since moved between bluegrass, French cafe and Eastern European Folk music scenes, He is a regular member of Brighton-based psychedelic band The Dials. Neil, a classically trained musician, has toured and recorded with acts including Smoke Fairies, Viv Albertine, Leo Abrahams, Slow Club, Tall Ships, Matthew & the Atlas and more. He has also performed in theatre productions and puts on shows as Sonic Tonic. Arran first heard music from the music that drifted through the floorboards of his parents’ pub when he was 10 days old. He has made immersive installations, performed in a chamber under the Thames and toured in America and Europe.
Their debut EP Oppenheimer was released in 2020 to some great reviews and mentions. Now comes their follow-up EP This Septic Isle, out digitally through Gare du Nord.
“If their first EP presented an at times widescreen, epic vision of life and death, their follow-up lands the action firmly at the front door of a decrepit and festering brexitland that’s rotten to the core. This Septic Isle is a collection of pissed-off missives from the heart of a broken, worn-down Britain that’s been battered by political posturing, pandemic indecision and little-Englander mindset that’s been left to fester. In short, it’s furious. It’s also pretty darn huge. And odd. Beautiful. Confounding. Confusing. But, like all the best music, you’ll wonder how you functioned so long without it in your life.”
