Things I don’t know is out now.
Here at Overblown HQ we thoroughly enjoy a bit of the weirdness of Galway’s Tuath. While they’re more or less a progressive noise rock band, the quartet also mash the Irish language, synth oddballness, metal and chaos into their unique approach. They’re kind of just Tuath. The result is an oddly mesmerising concoction that is definitely disturbing and oddly alluring too. Literally today they just released their new EP Things I don’t know, and we so we got Rob Mulhern (guitar, vocals, production) to tell us all about the ins and outs and what have yous of the record.
Rob is a man who loves language, but isn’t a huge fan of English. Last time we interviewed him, we cleaned up his spelling, puncutation, and grammar for public consumption. This time we’ve left it in its original format. Because the manner in which Rob murders English entertains us highly. Enjoy.
Things I don’t know
Well fuck me man,Its just about how fuckin shit everything is y’know?
1Stoically, I ran through the rubble
First track “Stoically,I ran through the rubble” is about wandering through life while suffering through depression and not really being affected by anything good or bad emotionally,well that was originally what it was about,then my one of my best friends in the fucking world ever got cancer and died so I finished the song after having been woken up to real mother fucking emotions and betraying my semi conscious depressed state so its kind of about that.I normally like to keep personal shit out of songs cuz I think singing about your boyfriend or your gf or whatever the fuck is lame and for pussies but I generally felt real fucking feelings for the first time in years.
To quote butters from south park : ” Well yeah, and I’m sad, but at the same time I’m really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It’s like, it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt somethin’ really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I’m feelin’ is like a, beautiful sadness. I guess that sounds stupid.Well, thanks for offering to let me in your clique, guys, but, to be honest, I’d rather be a crying little pussy than a faggy Goth kid.” only sort of song writing notes I have in this is I tried to retain my own northern voice in the vocals because I think its important,and fuck me was it hard to do that,I was stoned out of my tits when I produced the music for it too if thats some kinda comic relief or some shit.
another absolute fucking bummer. Last year,a mate of mine went missing in galway(not a good place to go fucking missing in if you read the headlines) and lo and behold he fucking killed himself,so the song being named as such is because in the 7 weeks between him going and missing being found in a fucking estuary a lot of other depressing shit happened,I wrote it in sort of a Trent reznor doing sean nos kinda way ,kinda job.I wrote this on the aul 7 string ,De tuned as far as I could get her tae go on the scale of the neck,for this reason ,the bass couldnt handle the lower octave and I just couldnt be arsed going on youtube to find a solution that was amicable so I just fucked a really low bass sub on the end of it to get er rumblin,mixing on this isnt too great,bit toppy but sure who cares.,aengus features on these first two songs as well as ashley on sax obviously but this was the first song anyone who isnt either me or ashley has contrubuted on.
3Things I don’t know
Things I don’t know was written and recorded a few days ago after practice,we got fucking high after shane(our drummer) left practice so I just jumped behind the drums and aengus started doin some radioheady shit on the synth and then kev started groovin out all cool n shit so we just did that thing for about 16 minutes,it was ironically the day yer man from can died,I just took 6 minutes out of that jam and slapped carl sagan on it cause I remembered during the mass for me mates passing that I nearly let myself believe the easy truth that we are going somewhere when we die,that is well and surely not what I believe in so I wanted sagan to be there as a reminder that the universe isnt here just for us to be fuckin about in,its there by fuckin accident and thats that sham and for that reason we gotta plough on through,part of the reason I went hell for leather in making this EP happen is my friend Diego would not want the show to stop on his behalf.he didnt even really like tuath but he was wile supportive and shit so this is more or less for him the mad cunt.RIP
4Superhighway to ignorance
Superhighway to ignorance is named that way cause during times of fuckin grief you will use the information superhighway to make yourself feel better by finding information that may not be true but may be comforting and fit your narritive of hope even when the real truth is there in front of your eyes,like “Miraculous recovery” shit.
I obscured some “Doors” lyrics in there as sort of a nod to the big mans passing,”Break on thriugh to the other side”. oh aye,I fucked the master track through my fuckin metal muff pedal instead of mastering it for the craic.
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