Ahhh summer, that 8 week period of rainy days, working any old job, angsty evenings and crushes you never took the initiative on. Somehow these sort of experiences still lend themselves to forming the best part of your year. It’s a similar sort of vine that this weeks pizza club reaches out with; its hard to work out if it’s a fragile ode to a summer of loneliness and regret, or a sombre reminiscence of all things balmy and memories sun stained.
Given King of Cats record we’ll opt for the former - - - previous tracks have been titled things like ‘I stink of human faeces’. ‘Summertown’ contains all the fragility of Daniel Johnston’s finest moments as well as that same sense of boyish naivety but we wouldn’t have it any other way. We’re all living in a summertown.
PIZZAIH15 - THE BLEAKNESS
Nothing. Nothing exists on this pizza. Nothing except a stuffed mozzarella crust, and even that’s a little too much for these nauseating summer evenings. Don’t even try to eat it, you’re not going to enjoy it.
As always, the one physical copy of a CD single encased in a pizza box will go on sale at 1pm!