"People compare it to Bowie, Kylie, Happy Mondays, Jimi Hendrix, Cyndi Lauper, Gorillaz, Donna Summer, Sada Bonaire, Prince.
Lots of things, so far it’s our sound" - SWEAT
Year Of SWEAT
It's going to be the year of many things, as we all know. We'd like to go into it with the most positive attitude muster-able. It’s easy to be all doom and gloom when the world we know is ending, but we'd like to try and ride a wave of positivity; if we are positive, energetic and thoughtful we can make the world we want out of this tumultuous moment. SWEAT are going to make a record, we want our record to be a positive affirmation.
Pink Love World
Is really the doors opening onto a zone, the rest of which we are currently fleshing out. It’s a throbbing club, we are chasing a sexy sound, it’s made in the wrong ways, and some of it doesn’t add up the way it should. It’s confusing/ed but it will hopefully become clear. It’s music for movement.
Hinds & Band Motto
Playing with Hinds was killer. We played big venues and their fans turned up early to see us which we were honoured by. Hinds like to drink heavily after shows, which we do too, so we had lots of fun. Band Motto; "why do it quickly and properly when it could take fucking ages and be a fucking shambles"? To be renovated as soon as possible.
The Band Story
We drove for 2 days to play the amazing MIDI festival, but in typical SWEAT fashion had no accommodation sorted. At some point we found ourselves trying to find the shelter of our van to catch a few winks. The festival was situated in a beautiful castle high up on a series of hills in the picturesque town of Hyres. We’d parked the van in the car park on the side of this mountain and estimated that it was on the other side, and climbing over the top would be the most efficient route back to shelter. We climbed for probably 2 hours, scaling ancient walls and vertical sections until we finally reached the peak and were subjected to an unforgettable view of the village stretching out around the castle mount, and also of our van, a single tiny shape in the now deserted car park on the side of a different hill in the distance. RE: Band Motto.
It’s a good one; a human can only hope to find themselves in sweaty situations as often as possible. The sweat of toil runs from every forehead, but none forms larger puddles than Bass player David’s.
It's time to trip out like you're in some kind of post-watershed Skins episode. Everything can only be seen in two-tone-colour-pink-scale now and there's a fuck lot of sweaty snogging going on (mainly in stairwells of disused industrial buildings). Blow some bubblegum, among other things, and light a cigarette, among other things. You've just entered the Pink Love World and there's a long night ahead.
Hidden behind the neon lights and party lifestyle of Pink Love World is a sound which is somewhat difficult to grasp. By all means be confused, but there's so much rhythm to keep your dancing feet occupied, you won't mind either way. The wonderfully dispersed electro only adds to this confusion. Finally, there's a tense atmosphere which grows and grows as each building block of sound is added.
"Even the best things go bad eventually", sings front man Dante. He's not wrong. On the EP's main release PLW VIP, this atmosphere swells until POP! You're back in real life. Colour resumes. But what happened? You're no longer lounging in the stairwells. You're in a multi-story car park. You're free. There's only one thing for it, your trip to Pink Love World was successful after all.