Out of Tune

by FKL

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about

Experimental pop duo FKL (Joe Gillick and Sage Redman) first met while studying at London's prestigious arts school Goldsmith University, also the alma mater of James Blake and Katy B to name a few. Joe was a kid from South London while Sage had traveled across the ocean from her hometown of Seattle. It was there they met on the first day of classes and immediately started their Transatlantic collaboration.

Under the moniker Funktionslust (which means "deriving pleasure in creating something"), the pair released their cold wave synth-pop debut single "Seats" in 2014 to acclaim from FADER who called it "stern-eyed yet seductive." Joe and Sage followed this up with two acclaimed 2015 EPs, "A Different Street" and "Window."

It would be two years before Joe and Sage released new music. A flurry of circumstances outside of their control forced the pair to give up their London flat and move to Sage's hometown of Seattle in 2016. Initially disheartened to be so far away from the music community they had grown into, Joe and Sage then started to see the move in a different light.

Though the Seattle music scene is still burgeoning, Joe and Sage strived to stimulate the rainy city's creative community with their pirate network, Orphan. Radio out of the Capitol Hill arts space LoveCityLove. The station seeks to even the playing field when the divide between major label artists and independent acts continues to grow, seeking to bridge the gap and bring the community together. That same vocal, DIY spirit is evident in their new full-length "Out Of Tune."
Written over the last year, the ten-track LP is a chronicle of their experience moving from London to Seattle. From Funktionslust, Joe and Sage opted for FKL, a shortened version of their previous moniker that is in a way, a reflection of the changes they've gone through in their personal lives. The LP was co-produced by Tim Goldsworthy (DFA, Massive Attack), who first met the pair after playing one of their Orphan. club nights. After hearing the anxiety-ridden track "1-800," it was clear that they shared a common musical vision. "He was initially drawn to [the track] because it reminded him of 90s parties, listening to Nightmare on Wax's "Biofeedback," FKL says of the meeting. "Skyping and sending tracks back and forth, he would inspire us with stories detailing the imperfections and triumphs of artists we deeply admire. Whether it was hearing of Anohni's self-consciousness on the Hercules and Love Affair album, (where she made some of the most beautiful music ever to be recorded!) or hearing about The Rapture's reluctance in transitioning to their 'Echoes' sound, one that when they finally embraced, made a mind bending album."

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released November 10, 2017

FKL is Sage Redman & Joe Gillick
All songs recorded, mixed, composed & produced by FKL apart from:
A Different Street, 1 - 800 & Seats (co-produced by Tim Goldsworthy)
All I Got (co-produced & engineered by Fabian Prynn at 4AD Studios)
Mastered by Milan Adamik at Masterworks Audio

Artwork by Isabel Blue
Cover design by Studio Terrasse

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Orphan. Seattle, Washington

genre-straddling.
idiosyncratic.
internet radio station.
independent record label.
based in seattle x london x berlin.
hosting club nights and parties.
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Track Name: Convinced
Convinced

Feel their eyes on me
Instead of looking up
I picture how I’d like
To be remembered when I die

I’ll humor them this time
But in the corner of my eye
There’s the exit sign
And all the different ways that I

I convince myself that there is more to me

In a window seat
A tightened belt across my thighs
I’m numb to my confines
The life we want we’re denied

I’m up and down the aisle
And taking steps much like a child
Cause it will be a while
‘til I land safely in denial

I convince myself that there is more to me
Track Name: A Different Street
A Different Street

I heard you talk behind my back on a different street
In my dreams
Sat around a round table, so hateful
I always visualize it in my dreams
Their own idea of me

I always visualize it in my dreams

I’m on the corner of your corner on your very street
In your dreams
But you don’t know that I know when you’re dreaming
I’ve snuck into your head now you can’t sleep
Of course you blame me
You’ve only got the option of daydreams
And still you’re blaming me

That’s not my wallet man I promise you’re confusing things
So it seems
Cut out freakin’ me out, it’s loud
My ears are ringing in the very dream
That you conceived in me

I heard you talk behind my back on a different street
In my dreams
Sat around a round table, so hateful
I always visualize it in my dreams
Their own idea of me

I always visualize it in my dreams
Track Name: 1-800
1 - 800

Get a pen and take down this number
I walk by the window where they answer
They’re up all night to listen
But I back right out
Come on, come on, come on

You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll taste the rot if you suck on the things I do
You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll taste the rot if you suck on the things I do

My backup number is my sister
I ask she answers, and she answers
She’s pushin’ me off the phone I can feel it
Before I can tell her, before I can say
That i’ve been falling deeper everyday

You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll taste the rot if you suck on the things I do
You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll taste the rot if you suck on the things I do

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

What I’ve been falling into I can’t say

You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll feel a lot if you feel like I do
You’ll taste the rot if you suck on the things I do
Track Name: All I Got
All I Got

I’m sniffin’ my tea, I’m drinkin’ my coke
I’ve muddled my words, this city won’t muster my only croaks
Now you see I’m the butt of all my jokes
Now I’m the face of you and me
Canada, come take me

I’ve been here for years I’m ready to go
Now it’s leaves in your juice I can’t really keep up I’m too slow
Oh London you struggle to win my vote
How do you get away with shittin’ me?
Montreal, come save me

That’s all I got

I’ve been here for years I’m ready to leave
Mostly on my own, not part of a scene
Well I guess I’m a part of a 6 pound scheme
This is the face of you and me
Come take me
Come take me
Come take me

I’ve been years I’m ready to leave
Well I guess I’m a part of a 6 pound scheme
This is the face of you and me
Come take me
Come take me
Come take
Track Name: Seats
Seats

I can see this movie I wanna see
Through the gap in the seats in front of me
Why would this guy watch it on a plane screen?
Now I’m learning things I wouldn’t be

I sit upright and they sink in
Grippin’ the cup I should be drinkin’
But I don’t want to yawn and let that sound in
‘Cause it feels like...

Now I’m watching this movie I wanna see
On the tiny screen in front of me
But I don’t know the whole story
But I’ll guess the ending easy

Now I’ve got it all in front of me
I’ve got it all in front of me

Thank God that that’s behind me
Track Name: Violence
Violence

WIsh you had a tolerance for my violence
‘Cause I don’t crank or boot anything up
But you sure know how to turn me off

You must be alive when looking dead
You must be alive when looking dead
Dead on the screen, dead on the vine
You must be alive when looking dead

If they love you that much without even knowing you
Then they can hate you just the same
Desire is a sad display

You must be alive when looking dead
You must be alive when looking dead
Dead on the screen, dead on the vine
You must be alive when looking dead

When I’m violent be impressed
Because it doesn’t match my dress

You must be alive when looking dead
We must be alive when looking dead
Dead on the screen
She’s dead on the vine and so am I
We must be alive when looking dead
Track Name: Temporary
Temporary

Time’s runnin’ down, I count the days on my own
‘Til I bow out, empty out another home
I’d love to feel I’m leaving people behind
But all this time, it’s been me myself and
I filled an empty chest with people that
With people that I thought had nothing but my very best interest

I pump temporary blood through temporary veins
And I go to get my hair cut temporary length
They say I’ve been here long enough
I watch my friends as they replace our temporary love

Just this one, just this one time
Could I be let past the tape?
I’ll shield my eyes, live in your private estate
How great
Cause I dropped my anchor without knowing I’d be forced to pull it up
I’ve had my time now someone I can’t see says ‘thank you very much’
With people that I thought had nothing but my very best interest

I pump temporary blood through temporary veins
And I go to get my hair cut temporary length
They say I’ve been here long enough
I watch my friends as they replace our temporary love

And I just hope they’ve enjoyed my temporary company
And I just…

I pump temporary blood through temporary veins
And I go to get my hair cut temporary length
They say I’ve been here long enough
I watch my friends as they replace our temporary love
Track Name: Even
Even

Pit in my stomach cordoned off
Like a tank at the zoo that you’re taught
Not to get close to
But I always do

More and more sinking in
To the pit I’ve been trying to fill in
Even with it even with the shit, even with
Think this it, I think this is it, I think this

Things are just about to click
Can I take your word for it?

Knot in my throat tangled up
Like I strange premonition in my gut
But I’m the optimist
But I’m not optimistic
It’s a feeling in the air I can’t shake
But you’re suckin all the air from this place
So how’s that even work?
I refresh the page and hope for more self-worth

Even with the shit, even with the pit, even with it
I think this is it, I think this is it, I think this is

Things are just about to click
Can I take your word for it?
Track Name: Again
Again

In line waiting for my independent mind
Some time I’ll stop disappointing you all the time

I’m trying to leave my room, over-conscious, under groomed
But I’ve got too much to prove without a clue when he’s not at home

It’s like a horror film, that music creepin in
It’s one disturbing image of what I do when he’s not at home
What do I do when he’s not at home?

In line waiting for my independent mind
Some time I’ll stop disappointing you all the time

The same conversation we have again and again
Again and again and again and again

My eyes they try to find distractions any kind
Swear this will be the last time I need a clue when he’s not at home
What do I do when he’s not at home?

The same conversation we have again and again
Again and again and again and again

Some time I’ll stop disappointing you all the time
Track Name: Post-Criminal
Post-Criminal

Got told I was weird today
For all you people who wanna be different
Different to what?

It seems to weird to me
There’s other perceptions than what I see
Still seems weird to me

Walking South London streets
Been here too long, I know I’ve tried to leave
At 18, in Stockholm B&B
Didn’t get a youth just a criminal CV
It seems weird to me

(It seems weird to me)
I hope I get the tick
(There’s other perceptions than what I see)
An invite to a club
(Still seems weird to me)
An excuse for everything I did to fuck my love

Tube isn’t running yet
Got the night bus with stragglers from yesterday
My morning, their night
I got to work at 6am and they told me I didn’t need to be in for an hour
Gonna steal some avocados from the fridge
I gotta be at my friends show at 8pm
Maybe get a quick nap, but I think I ate too much sugar
There’s footsteps above me, music below
The guys next door are blaring the World Cup in the garden
After-party at some generic student house
Professor wants a line of coke with his favorites
I’m leaving

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