Ten Thousand Apologies: Fat White Family and the Miracle of Failure

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For 20 dollars, yeah. And then all our gear got robbed. It was just non-stop like that. I mean, the amount of stuff that we had to cut out of the book. No, no, sit down, sit down kid, you’re alright, I’m sorry, here you go, have a drink, come on, just messing, just messing like…’ There was long tradition of it in the ’60s and ’70s that ran dry. That spirit of radical honesty, where people are willing to put themselves on the line to turn themselves into living art. People don’t have that kind of licence any more, especially young people who’ve grown up with this hyper self-awareness that goes with social media. Look, whatever happens over the remainder of this weekend, we might get separated, our phones will die ... I need you to be here, on this spot right here, between these tents, the red one and the blue one, the one with tassels and the flagpole ... with that pipe, every eight hours, on the dot, come hell or high water. Will you promise me that? I need you to promise me ... my career depends on it ... ’ Songs for Our Mothers is out now on Fat Possum Records. Fat White Family tour the UK 20 Feb - 9 March.

Yoko Ono, Randy [Jones] from the Village People….is [The Human League’s] Phil Oakey on there? Oh, and Rebecca Taylor, aka Self Esteem. Quite the cast!” In 2014, the post-punk and disco group Warmduscher formed and both Saoudi brothers and Adamczewski are on-and-off collaborators in the studio and at live sets. Other Fat White Family members with a more consistent role in Warmduscher are Harmer, Everett and Romans-Hopcraft. I was glad I invited her. She looked like she was having a ball. But I was also wishing that I hadn’t. The rest of the afternoon was an absolute blur. Alright Mark, how’s it going? My name’s Nathan, from Fat Whites, mind if I have a little cup of your champagne? Sharing is caring, bro…’ streak of piss running down his thigh brought him much chagrin. You could hear him growling profanities in a semi-drunken stupor: a dribbling, hectoring totem, a cabaret washout gone to seed and taking it all out on this poor woman.

He was staring into my eyes, munching his own speed-ravaged fea- tures, making an awful gummy sound as he did so. Worlds were reimagined where restraint and chaos merge, where the literary and idiotic are force-fed one another. The weird and frightening realm of the Fall at its best: something elusive

Much of that joy comes from camaraderie among FWF’s members as they shape new tunes. “This early writing stage is interesting,” Saoudi continues. “People don’t realise how hopeless and puny it is when you’re flailing artistically. I thought it would be funny to have a window into that process.” Accordingly, in one scene the band are debating taking hallucinogens for a creative burst: “I’m a psychedelic ranger,” declares keyboardist Nathan Saoudi. “I can drop acid at 11am and cook a family dinner by 4pm.” At most points, at least one member is having some form of chemically induced mental or physical breakdown Sawyer, Miranda (15 February 2022). "Ten Thousand Apologies: Fat White Family and the Miracle of Failure review – band on the brink". The Guardian . Retrieved 16 February 2022.I began formulating designs on her instantly. This man may be hugely wealthy and successful, but just wait until she catches a glimpse of my kebab-wheel torso turning in the fresh morning light! This self-devouring anger reached its apotheosis on their previous album, 2016’s Songs For Our Mothers. It was a glowering, disgruntled collection that seemed to actively wanted to be disliked (one song is called Lebensraum; another, Duce, revealed an obsession with Mussolini). Ten Thousand Apologies: Fat White Family and the Miracle of Failure is set to be published in February 2022 by White Rabbit, and will recount the band's chaotic career since their formation in 2011. Are Fat White Family “an invitation, sent by misery, to dance to the beat of human hatred”? Are they leading us on a journey “from the blinding white heat of a midday Mediterranean shore to the embattled boudoir of Ike and Tina Turner, from the clotted grey of Dr Harold Shipman’s waiting room to the final hour of the Third Reich in the Berlin bunker”? God, I do hope so.

Lias says: “I love playing live. I think you find things in songs as you perform them, the songs reveal different things as you go along. You experience them in a different way.” to collapse into total faithlessness. All is just a computer-generated solipsism. These things don’t actually happen. The sun was beating down hard. Petridis, Alexis (21 January 2016). "Fat White Family: Songs for Our Mothers review – still testing the boundaries of taste". The Guardian.

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As a music fan and a reader you get a vicarious thrill hearing about that stuff, but there’s a very real human cost to all of it. We were excitedly filling him in when some kind of heinous commotion could be heard unfolding in the adjacent tent, Mark E. Smith’s tent. He was being told in no uncertain terms by his He made no mention of the fact that we’d just performed a song called ’I Am Mark E. Smith’, although I later found out from the Landlord that he’d stood and watched the whole thing, arms folded, the beginnings of a grin on his face.