Artist: Futurist Theatre Source: Dave Sheehan
/Beauty exists only in struggle. There is no masterpiece that has not an aggressive character. Poetry must be a violent assault on the forces of the unknown, to force them to bow before man. /We are on the extreme promontory of the centuries! What use is looking behind at the moment when we must open the mysterious shutters of the impossible?
The previous paragraph is an excerpt from the Futurist Manifesto, sent with the press package from the band. Although the prose can be difficult to digest, it certainly speaks truth about the general attitude towards bands in this country that dare to meander away from the path of perfect radio-friendliness. This Dublin-based band serves to fuse the gaps between Pixies-esque yelping and Thom Yorke-style vocals with the lyrics of a discontented and disillusioned soul, the furious drumming of punk music without the technical limitations of your average punk musician, and the musical stylings of an array of influences ranging from the Smiths and the Manic Street Preachers to Dillinger Escape Plan and Mike Patton.
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