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Embrace the Fuck Buttons

August 9, 2013 | by Faber Social

Tags: Danny Boyle, Fuck Buttons, Soundtracks

Back in the Summer of 2010 I bored people stiff with my, as I then thought, uniquely inspired vision that Olympians by Fuck Buttons should be the ‘theme’ of the 2012 London Olympics. Imagine my surprise (he says) when I tuned in to Danny Boyle’s universally acclaimed Opening Ceremony to hear not Waterloo Sunset, When I’m 64 or My Generation but that very same song by the band with a name that would send shivers up the spine of even the most enlightened members of the Tory Cabinet. Fuck Buttons. What does that even mean? It sounds wrong in every single way and looks wrong every single way you look at it. And it was definitely wrong to hear Olympians blasting out on BBC1 last Summer. But there was also something thrillingly subversive about it.

Olympians was a white noise post-rave assault and fans of the Andrew Weatherall produced Tarot Sport will find equal pleasure in their new album, Slow Focus, just released by ATP. The noise, the music, Fuck Buttons make is difficult to articulate. After all, what great music is¬†easy to describe? As Zappa said, ‘Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.’ It’s a quote that seems particularly relevant to Fuck Buttons because each track on Slow Focus, the whole album indeed (and the same can be said of Tarot Sport) has a fine architectural shape.

Now there’s a sentence deserving of Pseud’s Corner.

The mess, the noise, the repetition, the blurry epiphanies, all feel crafted with a grand design in mind by two people who like James Murphy or Kieran Hebden, love to introduce chaos into a slow-mo dance framework. This is possibly the most exciting and terrifying album of the year so far: the anarchistic counterpoint to Pantha du Prince’s equally inspiring The Bell Laboratory.

Embrace the fear. Fuck Buttons are not for the faint hearted.