BAND OF HOLY JOY

| NOW | RADIO | SHOP | THEN | NOISE | BEAT | DUST | REACH |

TRAUMA/DRAMA EAST/SOUTH LONDON 1985 – 2013

City of Tales LIVE on 22 JUNE 2013 at Limehouse Town Hall

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Chance manifests in the shape of a BLACK SWAN CHOKED ON DIRTY CASH…

Summer 2012, London: the hyperreal cityscape seems permanently lodged in a fresco forged from David Peace’s worst nightmares. Anxiously compelled by their own relentlessly restless daemon Band of Holy Joy ditch the streets and hit the studio to sculpt a trash electronic sequel to their lost never-released 1985 cassette City of Tales. Brechtian cabaret is displaced by cheap Casio shamanism, beat machine, string screech, found sound, an extended scream – abject fury and world-weary vulnerability spun from endless late-night orbitals, riding the 149, their own strung-out history never once quelling a sense of murky misadventure. JOHNY BROWN, CHRIS BRIERLEY, JAMES STEPHEN FINN, JON CLAYTON, INGA TILLERE. Ladies and Gentlemen we present: Band of Holy Joy - City of Tales (Volume 2).

City of Tales double cassette is SOLD OUT.

Digital download available from iTunes, Amazon, Juno, Boomkat and other online retailers.

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Things get weird. Long departed original Holy Joy member, film-maker Brett Turnbull clatters fevered email: a discovery… a cassette. From way back. It’s a near won thing – a crack salvage job (tape baked in the oven rendering the sound into deformed bad-acid Hawkwind, tampons applied to the playback heads hand- held in place to reverse the process over one long night. Rider: REVOX, bottle of whiskey and some isopropyl alcohol – a deep labour of love to keep the speed from wavering). Songs saved, so what have we here?
Summer 1985, London: Brett, Big John, Martine, Max Davis and Johny Brown. Original JUNK shop mode and the darkest dark, Holy Joy holed-up in a New Cross squat puking soundscape, lost voices, cheap organs, slithering basslines, stuttering drum machines: pure drama and trauma a go-go. The similarities startling, the differences intoxicating. The 1985 model enacts a younger chemically fuelled pre drug-damaged séance – disturbing elements of psychotic glee lashing out within the fury, the kind that comes when you open the portal for the first time – when there’s unspoken hope behind the exorcism. The youngest member of the band, James Stephen Finn steps in to curate and a path is trodden to Brixton to master. What the fuck?! How can this be? Ladies and Gentlemen we present… Band of Holy Joy - City of Tales (Volume 1).

We get excited. We think cassette double pack. 100 only. Inga Tillere visualises stark fetish - hand prints booklets out of recycled 20 quid notes, ties up booklet-postcard bundles with the original tape. Business cards are made. Tales nailed.

2 volumes of disgust of bile of tenderness of lives lived, fucked over, redeemed, eternally lost . 3 decades of unflinching vision - Accumulated Accounts of the financial jackboot making miseries of mavericks. The song remains the same whilst Capital Gains.

Time to balance the books redress history really LOOK at the food at the end of that fork see the Naked Lunch.

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The Wire, January 2013 wire review
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www.punkonline.co.uk, January 2013 punkonline1 punkonline2

City Of Tales hits the front page recommendations of the alternative section on iTunes itunes

Den Browne, Mudkiss Fanzine, March 2013

Some of the sharpest social commentary you’ll hear all year.

Transpontine, April 2013

One of Margaret Thatcher's many reported contemptible utterances was that '"A man who, beyond the age of 26, finds himself on a bus can count himself as a failure" (though actually there's some doubt exactly what she said, when, or even whether she said it all!). Was it prophetic that just two days ago The Band of Holy Joy posted a refutation of this sentiment on youtube, with a film to accompany their gorgeous song 'I have travelled the buses late at night' (from their album City of Tales): 'I have seen the rich take the goodly fight, to drive the poor neatly out of sight, I have seen the poor chase the shadows of the rich, they want to scale the Shard but they end up in Shoreditch'.

The Band of Holy Joy are arguably the finest band to ever emerge from New Cross.