The John-Pauls
Forget to Remember to Forget

 

DATA


Label
Aagoo Records
Format

CD/LP/Digital
Release Date
May 5 2017
Territories
Europe + UK + US

TRACKLISTING


1. Free Chains
2. Françoise Sagan
3. The House-Husband Stomp
4. Now Won
5. Oh Shit!
6. Backwards Disaster
7. Chuck Yeager
8. Let’s Burn Down Westlake
9. Sweeden
10. I am a Songbird

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ABOUT THE RELEASE


Forget to Remember to Forget will be released internationally on CD, LP, and streaming May 5, 2017, by Aagoo Records.

The John-Pauls are a four piece band from Austin, Texas, playing post-punk with a new verve.

Vocals are shared by Phillip John-Paul, a flat but charismatic singer, and Mikila John-Paul, whose voice is vulnerable and fascinating.

The John-Pauls’ music matches a jagged and hypnotic sonic sensibility to witty, emotional, and often hilarious lyrics about life as a middle aged misfit. They continue the tradition of indie-rock that raised them: Violent Femmes, the Fall, REM, Wu Tang, the Velvet Underground, The Smiths, The Feelies, et al.

The John-Pauls will tour Europe late fall 2017, and are playing the Octopus Project’s curated showcase in Austin during SXSW Week in Austin.

The John-Pauls (Phillip, Mikila, Mark, & Elizabeth John-Paul) make deceptively simple music. Often a single voice, male or female, is backed by two guitars, drums, sometimes piano, handclaps, or wineglasses filled with water. Phillip’s voice is flat but determined, expressive, and oddly compelling, a la Mark E Smith. Mikila, his foil, sings like a coal miners’ nightingale. Mark redefines guitar playing, treating his Tele Deluxe almost like a lead bass. Elizabeth is one of the most precise and creative drummers in a city full of them, Austin, Texas. As a band they condense the infinite choogle of Neu or Canned Heat into succinct trash-pop gems.

Their 10-song debut album Forget to Remember to Forget was recorded by wunderkind Matt Gerhard, engineer at Jim Eno’s Public Hi-Fi Studio and a veteran of many Spoon recordings. Gerhard recorded the band live in a South Austin home above a creek, one week during a wet Texas autumn.

The songs, by Phillip John-Paul, owe equally to Lou Reed and Jay-Z. His lyrics articulate a particular Gen-X desperation, poetry weened on Morrissey and Wu Tang. Irony, jokes, and puns are mined for deep emotion. Domestic descriptions are peeled back to reveal a deep grappling with the nature of love, time, and the limits of language. Some nuggets:

Oh Shit!’ replaces all thought — fills an old home with an empty lot.” — Oh Shit!

If you can read my mind, answer with a nod.” — Francoise Sagan

People sigh. It’s only breathing. But what we hear we got to give meaning.” — House-Husband Stomp

« You are the thought behind the thought behind the memory of a glance that one that smells like grabbing ass at the eighth-grade dance. » — I am a Songbird

Don’t those clouds look like boobs?” — Free Chains

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PUBLICISTS


UK/US
Morgan Enos

Mainland Europe
Julien Fernandez