August is a busy time for all things Ghyti. First off the band will be playing a warm-up show at the Wheatsheaf Hotel in Thebarton, SA (that's THEB-ART-ON, not THE-BARTON), with the wonderful and talented St. Morris Sinners. Everyone in the vicinity should definitely be there for a great show.
And yet, we describe it as a warm-up. Indeed... for on the 24th August at the Crown and Anchor Hotel, in Adelaide SA, we will be launching LIFE IS CHEAP. Hooray. Joining us for the excitement will be our friends and allies, The Aves, The Wild Things, and the impossibly titled, Hi, I'm Reclusive Author Thomas Pynchon.
In between time there is a live to air set on Radio Adelaide's Local Noise on the 20th, and a solo Ghyti appearance discussing songwriting and the like on the same station's Songcatcher the night before (19th). It is a hectic month, and all the better for it.
We can't wait to see you out there kids. Everything will be ok, even though life is cheap.
"Give the people what they want," says Derek. He is probably right. And so, in the spirit of sharing that has come to define GPO, we are offering up one more taster from Life Is Cheap before the official release. Two, to be precise. If you head on over to our triple j unearthed page you will find two new tracks for your listening pleasure! Eighty Five and Sad Sack. Not only can you enjoy them RIGHT NOW, you can also download them to enjoy LATER, and register to rate and review the tracks, thus having YOUR SAY!!! Democracy in action. How exciting.
Speaking of exciting things (segue), we also now have a date for the launch of Life Is Cheap. I know, right? Actual news! Saturday 24th August is the day that sees the release of the new EP, six months early for good behaviour. A stellar show is being planned for the Adelaide launch, and plans are also being made for our first forays across state borders... that's right, a TOUR. Details will be forthcoming, and posted here. So make sure you keep your eyes peeled, diced, simmered and seasoned for taste. Serves four.
If you are in Adelaide this week and like to see musicians getting antagonistic in public, we suggest you head down to the Worldsend Hotel on Thursday 28th. GPO will be duking it out with our odd musical bedfellows, The Aves.
The situation is this... Both The Aves and GPO have been described as figures of the Adelaide 'post-garage' scene. You can thank local radio and street press for that one. We're not too sure what it all means, but the media do like the idea of scenes, ground-swelling, and applying terms like 'post-garage' to things.
It seems to encompass a collection of groups that sit somewhere between garage and punk, never quite settling on new wave. Namely... The Honey Pies, The Sunbirds, The Aves and GPO. It's a cultural revolution, apparently... Oh dear.
Of these bands, the most competitive by far are the two latter. So, even though it is entirely unclear what defines the post-garage scene, we are both heading to the Worldsend to decide who does it better. The Aves think they perfectly encapsulate the ethos of post-garage, and couldn't possibly be upstaged. They are wrong, of course, but like most of us, they can't be told.
Derek, our beloved manager, tried to tell us not to get involved. "Let the whores have their trinkets," he said. We presume he was talking about the press, not The Aves. One never can tell with Derek. Anyway, despite his protestations (and to be honest, partly because of them... riling Derek is awfully good for a laugh), we will be fronting up to take them on. It's all very tense and everyone is taking this battle terribly seriously. Really. You should too, for it may well define the terms of popular culture for years to come... Well, you know... it might.
Anyway, it will also be a very good gig. Despite everything, The Aves are actually quite the band. No, really, they are. We won't stoop to the level of gutter raking that's expected of us. That is, we would, but Derek made us promise we wouldn't. He gets so emotional! We'll keep our integrity in face of it all. Of course, we'll still win whatever it is we're battling for. But you knew that. Who knows, there might be a cup or something!