anaemic adj. having
anaemia; pale and sickly; lacking vitality.
Chris Tracey:
Vocals/guitar/bass/random-objects-hit-for-percussion.
THE BIG NEWS (HOLD ON TO SOMEONE
TIGHTLY):
anaemic as we know it (i.e. me, Metcalfe and
various temporary musicians) is no more. That's
right. We've split. The result of this decision
is that I've now become a one man band. In a
month or so I'm going to buy a cheap 4 track
recorder and a mic, and start recording stuff.
Which means probably more songs in a similar vein
to 'Can't Forget', only maybe a bit darker and a
bit heavier. I'm in a state of musical flux at
the moment. I need to figure out what exactly I
want to write before I jump headlong into some
hearty recording.
I'd like to say a big thank you to all the
dickheads who fuelled the raging fire that was
anaemic's publicity. How many amateur bands can
trick other people into promoting
them??? A couple of what can only be described as
'glamour' photos, and some provoking lyrics
seemed to have got us a ridiculous amount of
attention. People today, eh???
This part will be about me then. Although my
favorite band of all time is undoubtedly Blur, at
the moment I can't seem to get enough of those
mighty Deftones. No really - it's been months and
months since I bought the final album on my
Deftones shopping list, and I still can't get
their songs away from my damn head. Which is good
I suppose.
Weezer are also an ongoing inspiration, although
their new 'Green' album is not a patch on their
earlier efforts, especially Pinkerton. Man,
that's a good album. It's hard not to be
influenced by a band who's lead singer shares
your singing voice, it really is.
The music I've been writing lately is the darkest
stuff I've ever written. I'm having fun trying to
write the most unhinged music I can without
resorting to ridiculous lyrics such as "Fuck
God Motherfucker 'cos I don't give a fuck
etc." or going out and buying myself 13
distortion pedals. A bit of heavy, a bit of
accoustic, but all of it is definately bleak in
its outlook. Think Radiohead's 'Exit Music' from
OK Computer, only with diminished chords, or
Deftones' 'Crenshaw' from 'Change (In the House
of Flies)' with less whispering. Only less good,
obviously.
Since this the five-week month in which I wisely
(!) chose to buy a Playstation 2, I'm pretty much
out of pocket. The upshot of this being that I
can't afford any recording equipment for a while.
When I can, though, I'll begin work and probably
upload some clips onto the site. Bye for now.
Read this book: Catcher in the
Rye (J D Salinger)
Watch this film: Being John Malkovich
Play this game: Metal Gear Solid 2 Demo
(Playstation 2)
Listen to this album: Adrenaline
(Deftones)
DON'T eat this food: Cheese
(ugh, cheese... No.)
Below is my email address. Write it down on a
piece of paper, keep it somewhere safe, nurture
it, cherish it, hold it close to your heart. No, really.
chris@anaemic-official.co.uk
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