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A Gut Feeling

by Cassels

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I WANT TO QUALIFY, QUANTIFY, AND DISSECT A GUT FEELING I WANT TO STRANGLE THE INTANGIBLE WITH INSURMOUNTABLE LOGIC AND MEANING I CAN ARGUE AND I CAN REASON UNTIL THE SUNSET GROWS COLD BUT I WANT TO SHAPE AND MOULD THE INNATE THINGS YOU CAN’T CONTROL I WANT TO QUALIFY, QUANTIFY, AND DISSECT A GUT FEELING EVERYTHING THAT’S BASE CAN BE DEBASED BY HUMAN HAND THE WAY A CIRCUIT BOARD IS COMPROMISED BY A TINY GRAIN OF SAND AND WHEN I’VE FOUND THE PERFECT PIECE TO DISRUPT AND CORRUPT YOUR WIRING I’LL FINALLY BE ABLE TO WRITE SOMETHING WHICH IS WORTHY OF YOUR ATTENTION I’LL FINALLY BE ABLE TO WRITE SOMETHING WHICH ALTERS YOUR PERCEPTION I’LL FINALLY BE ABLE TO WRITE SOMETHING WHICH TEACHES YOU A LESSON THE HIDDEN NEXUS IN YOUR SOLAR PLEXUS WILL BE EATEN BY MY WILL AND WHIM FOR DINNER AND FOR BREAKFAST
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A SEA OF GUFFAWING 33-40 SOMETHINGS IN NON-IRON SHIRTS A MOTTLED CARPET OF SALMON PINK AND BABY BLUE BLAZERS DRAPED OVER TABLES TIES REMOVED SUBTLE SMIRKS AT WAITER’S TATTOOS BLINDING SUN LIQUID LUNCH £6.50 PINTS OF HEINEKEN VILE PETE TURNS THE OTHER CHEEK TO THE MOCKERY OF COLLEAGUES AND NURSES HIS CRANBERRY JUICE THINK OF YOUR HEALTH HE TELLS HIMSELF LOSE SOME WEIGHT COLOUR IN THOSE GREYS HE COULDN’T WAIT TO SEE JANINE’S FACE WHEN HE DROPPED OFF THE KIDS ON SUNDAY FRESH FROM THE TANNING BOOTHS WITH NEWS HE’D QUIT THE BOOZE LITTLE DID HE KNOW BUT JANINE’S NEW BEAU WAS STOOD BEHIND HIM IN THE BAR QUEUE HE LOOKED AT PETE CHUCKLED INWARDLY AND CALLED JANINE TO ARRANGE THIS EVENING’S RENDEZVOUS VILE
3.
VISITING TIME IS FROM 9 UNTIL NOON 3 HOURS TO SIT AND RESIST THE URGE TO WAGGLE HIS TUBES 3 HOURS COUNTING THE PATTERN REPETITIONS ON THE IN-PATIENT GOWNS 3 HOURS PLASTERING WEAK SMILES OVER DEEPLY CUT FROWNS 3 HOURS TO FRET AND FIT AND SQUIRM AND TWIST AND REQUEST THEY REPOSITION HIM BECAUSE HE LOOKS UNCOMFORTABLE 3 HOURS TRYING NOT TO LOOK UNCOMFORTABLE 3 HOURS OF ENDLESS CHIT CHAT WITH A PARADE OF DISTANT RELATIVES WE ENEMIES OF SOLEMNITY RENOUNCE ALL BREVITY AND INSTEAD PROCEED TO UNLEASH A STREAM OF DISPOSABLE, PERFUNCTORY JUNK FOOD WORDS PRINCIPALLY CONCERNING THE PARKING SITUATION THE SMALLEST OF CONVERSATION NEXT TO BLEEPING RESPIRATORS IF HE CAN HEAR ALL THIS THEN THERE’S NO DOUBT THAT HE MUST HATE US BY NOW BUT HOW ELSE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO PRETEND THAT NONE OF THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING? HE INTERRUPTS OUR BABBLING ISSUES SOME MORIBUND MUMBLING SEMI-CONSCIOUS FUMBLING SQUEEZES A HAND TRIUMPHANTLY WE STROKE HIS HAIR AND SPEND THE NEXT 2 HOURS HOPING THIS WON’T BE THE LAST HOUR WE EVER SHARE
4.
MR HENDERSON WAS REGARDED AS AFFABLE AND GENEROUS BUT SINCE HIS CANCER DIAGNOSIS HE’D BECOME IRRITABLE AND CANTANKEROUS HIS STUDENTS AT THE COMPREHENSIVE HAD STARTED TO TAKE NOTICE AND NICKNAMES BEGAN TO SPREAD LIKE SPIDERWEBS OF WHISPERS SENT AS VOICE MESSAGES ON CONTRABAND DEVICES ALONGSIDE IMAGES OF DICTATORS WITH MR HENDERSON’S FACE PASTED CRUDELY ON TOP THE CROWDED CORRIDORS SOFTLY SNIGGERED AND MOCKED AS HE SPLUTTERED AND COUGHED HIS WAY THROUGH EACH LESSON UNTIL THIS SOON TOO BECAME A TRAIT RIPE FOR PARODY AND IMPERSONATION MR HENDERSON’S COUGHS ECHOED IN THE THROATS OF THE CALLOUS YOUNG THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BEING WHEN THEY COUGHED THEIR HANDKERCHIEFS WEREN’T STAINED WITH BLOOD HE’D HAD ENOUGH HIS FUSE SHORTENED TETHER LESSENED AND CONSTRICTED INTO A COILED SPRING WHICH BEGAN TO BUBBLE AND BOIL AND PUT THE FEAR OF GOD INTO HIM IT WAS THE DAY BEFORE HIS CHEMOTHERAPY WAS DUE TO BEGIN ON A RAINY TUESDAY OPPRESSIVE AND GREY HIS FINAL CLASS OF THE AFTERNOON HAD JUST STARTED HE CALLED OUT THE FIRST NAME ON THE REGISTER THE REPLY CAME – A HACKING MOCK COUGH MR HENDERSON LOST IT MR HENDERSON SNAPPED MR HENDERSON LEAPT FORWARD AND INDISCRIMINATELY ATTACKED THE STUDENTS SPRANG FROM THEIR SEATS IN A STATE OF DISBELIEF AND SCATTERED AND RAN SOME TRIED TO FIGHT BACK BUT IT WAS NO USE NEEDLESS TO SAY, HE MISSED HIS APPOINTMENT THE NEXT DAY AND THEN DECLINED TO REARRANGE IT TO A MORE CONVENIENT DATE HE HOPED THIS WOULD ACT AS PENANCE FOR THE WAY THAT HE’D BEHAVED HE HOPE THAT THIS DECISION TO SELF-FLAGELLATE WOULD HELP HIM ON HIS WAY FROM EARLY GRAVE TO PEARLY GATES HE HOPED THE UNIVERSE HAD SOME KIND OF DIVINE ORDER AND SHAPE BUT WHO KNOWS? WHO CAN SAY?
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MICHAEL HAS JUST TURNED 21 AND HE’S DREADING GETTING ON THE BUS HIS BODY FEELS LIKE ONE BIG EXPOSED NERVE HE IS OBSERVANT SO HE FEELS LIKE HE’S BEING OBSERVED AND HE KNOWS IT’S ABSURD HE THOUGHT BY NOW HE WOULD HAVE GROWN UP AND GROWN OUT OF THIS YET HE PERSISTS TO BITE HIS LIP AND FOCUS HIS ATTENTION ON THE MIDDLE DISTANCE MICHAEL HOPES WHEN HE’S OLD AND GREY HE’LL FINALLY FEEL LESS AFRAID WHEN FACED WITH TASKS WHICH MOST TAKE FOR GRANTED MICHAEL HOPES HE’LL FEEL LESS AFRAID WHEN HE’S OLD AND GREY MICHAEL HAS JUST TURNED 32 AND HE’S STILL DREADING HIS COMMUTE HE CONCERTINAS AND CONTORTS HIS LIMBS ONTO THE TUBE HE TRIES HIS BEST TO BE COURTEOUS, NOT CAUSE OFFENCE, OR COME ACROSS AS RUDE YET HE CAN SHAKE THE FEELING THAT HE’S TAKING UP TOO MUCH SPACE SO HE SETS HIS GAZE ON THE MIDDLE DISTANCE AND TRIES HIS BEST NOT TO LISTEN TO THE SNIGGERS AND THE WHISPERS MICHAEL IS WAITING FOR THE DAY WHEN ALL HIS FEARS WILL MELT AWAY THEN HE CAN START LIVING FREE OF THESE MISGIVINGS MICHAEL HOPES HE’LL FEEL LESS AFRAID WHEN HE’S OLD AND GREY
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CHARLIE SAW AN ADVERT FOR SOME BEER THEN HE WENT AND BOUGHT SOME BEER CHARLIE SAW AN ADVERT FOR A SKIING HOLIDAY AND THEN HE WENT ON HOLIDAY SKIING HE DIDN’T REALLY LIKE THE WAY IT TASTED AND HE ENDED UP SPENDING ALL OF HIS SAVINGS BUT THAT WAS BESIDE THE POINT SEE, CHARLIE USED TO PRAY FOR SO MANY THINGS BUT THEN ONE DAY HE GOT BORED OF ASKING NOW CHARLIE DOESN’T PRAY FOR ANYTHING HE PUTS HIS FAITH IN THE STRENGTH OF A FREE MARKET ECONOMY AND HONESTLY EVERYTHING WAS EASY NOW HE JUST DID WHAT HE WAS TOLD EVERYTHING WAS SIMPLE NOW HE JUST BOUGHT WHAT HE WAS SOLD AND HE NEVER WORRIED ABOUT THE FATE OF HIS IMMORTAL SOUL HE’D JUST BUY HIMSELF A NEW ONE WHEN HIS GOT TOO OLD EVERY POP-UP WAS A PSALM TO HIM EVERY COLD CALL A SERMON EVERY CANNY PIECE OF MARKETING ONLY SERVED TO REAFFIRM HIS SENSE OF PURPOSE NOW AN ATTRACTIVE LADY ON THE TELEVISION WAS PREACHING ABOUT MIS-SOLD PAYMENT PROTECTION INSURANCE CHARLIE DILIGENTLY DIALLED THE NUMBERS ON THE SCREEN AND AFTER A BRIEF CHAT WITH A NICE, POLITE GEORDIE IT SEEMED HE MAY INDEED HAVE A VALID CLAIM “HOORAY!”, CHARLIE EXCLAIMED “PRAISE BE!”, EXCLAIMED CHARLIE
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THE DOG DROPPED HER BONE AND COLLAPSED IN THE SNOW STILL OVER A MILE FROM HOME HER OWNER PLEADED BUT SHE LAY THERE, DEFEATED AND HE DIDN’T THINK HE COULD LIFT HER ON HIS OWN WHO WOULD EAT ALL HER TREATS WHEN SHE’D GONE? WHO WOULD EAT ALL THE TINNED MEAT WHEN SHE’D GONE? THESE WERE THE THOUGHTS OF THE DOG OF COURSE, DOGS CAN’T SPEAK SHE COULD MERELY WHIMPER AND BREATHE HEAVILY AS THE COLD SEEPED INTO HER BONES HE LAY THERE WITH HER HE FELT HER SHIVER AND WHISPERED “IT’S OKAY, I KNOW…”
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HAVE YOU EVER WISHED A DREAM INTO BEING AS REAL AS CONCRETE FLESH AND BONE NO? I’M NOT SURPRISED AND NEITHER WAS BETH WHEN SHE FINALLY CAME TO REST AND CLOSED HER EYES AT NIGHT SHE WOULD TRY WITH ALL HER MIGHT BUT WOULD REMIND HERSELF “DON’T HOLD YOUR BREATH” SHE TOSSED PRAYERS INTO THE AIR ONLY TO WATCH THEM FALL AND SMASH ONTO THE FAIR FEATURES OF LOVERS SHE’D INVENTED IN HER DREAMS OF LOVERS SHE DESPERATELY LONGED TO MEET ONE DAY MAYBE… BUT THESE WERE LOVERS SHE KNEW THAT SHE COULD NEVER HOPE TO MEET IN THIS BUTTONED-DOWN SEASIDE TOWN WHICH FORCED HER TO FORCE DOWN AND HIDE HER PETRIFIED SEXUALITY DEEP DOWN IN HER BOWLS WHERE IT COULDN’T BE SEEN INSIDE HER SANITARY TOWELS CONTOURED AND DISCREET BUT STILL BETH WOULD MOAN AND HOWL IN HER SLEEP STILL SHE WOULD STEAL FURTIVE GLANCES AT EVERY APHRODITE SHE PASSED IN THE STREET HOW SHE WISHED ONE OF THEM WAS NEXT TO HER HOW SHE WISHED ONE OF THEM WAS IN BED WITH HER HOW SHE WISHED ONE OF THEM WOULD COME AND RESCUE HER AND PUT AN END TO THIS ENDLESS LONGING ONE DAY MAYBE…
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SARAH SLOWLY MAKES HER WAY THROUGH THE MALAISE WADING THROUGH MOLASSES - WALKING THROUGH TREACLE SHE’S CAREFUL NOT TO SAY A WORD OUT OF PLACE SHE TACITLY COMPLIES WITH EVERY NECESSARY EVIL SHE MIRRORS THE MASSES SHE PARROTS THE PEOPLE FROM HALF 8 TO HALF 9 SHE WORKS ZERO HOURS AND DOES EVERYTHING IN HER POWER TO GET HOME BEFORE 10 IN AN ATTEMPT TO CATCH THE LAST FADING RAYS EMANATING FROM THE BEAMING FACES OF HER SUNSETTING CHILDREN MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, THEY’RE ALREADY IN BED MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, SHE MISSES THEM BUT SOMETIMES HER ELDEST IS STILL AWAKE SO THEY SIT AT THE KITCHEN TABLE CARVE UP, SHARE OUT AND SAVOUR THE PALTRY REMAINS OF THE DAY THESE MOMENTS ARE SMALL BUT RESTORE HER FAITH IN BALANCE AND ORDER - THE DIVINE SYSTEM OF SCALES AND WEIGHTS WHICH DICTATE WE MUST SUBLIMATE OUR WILLS TO BE BENT BY HIGHER WHIMS IT WILL ALL BE WORTH IT, SHE WILL BE REWARDED IN THE END WHEN SHE’S REPAID IN TIME WHICH SHE’LL SPEND SECOND BY SECOND MINUTE BY MINUTE BUYING BACK LOST HOURS WITH HER CHILDREN BUYING BACK LOST HOURS… BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY’VE FLED THE NEST, WHAT THEN? WHAT HAPPENS IF THEY’VE GOT NO TIME TO SPEND, WHAT THEN? WHAT THEN? WHAT THEN? WHAT THEN… WHAT THEN…

about

Tripe. It’s what graces the cover of Cassels’ third album, A Gut Feeling. It looks gross. And Cassels are a rock band who’ve often sounded gross. You know the adjectives. ‘Discordant’. ‘Angular’. ‘Cynical’.

Listening to A Gut Feeling, though, Cassels sound different. Not too different – the molten riff of advance single ‘Mr Henderson Coughs’ puts paid to the idea that the London-based duo have taken a hard 180. But instead of writing as quickly as possible, riding the churn forced on DIY bands by an indifferent ecosystem, the Covid-19 pandemic gave the brothers Beck (Jim, guitar/vocals, and Loz, drums/BVs) some time to mull things over. Instead of sticking with the stripped-back recording approach of previous LPs, Jim and Loz spent time at Tom Hill’s Bookhouse Studios in South London, considering tone, layering tracks, and bringing new instruments into the fold.

Lyrically, the approach has changed too. Rather than presented as personal experience, Jim notes that his words this time around “are an intentionally muddy mix of experience, opinion, red herrings and fiction,” adding, “I found that setting myself the brief of writing character pieces offered a nice way of sneaking quite personal things into the songs without being explicitly autobiographical.”

The result is the most satisfying and unexpected collection of songs in the Cassels catalogue. Instruments at turns razor-sharp and bludgeon-blunt provide the backing track to a savage, hilarious, and tender collection of short stories. Jim notes that “writing can be a great way of unearthing hang-ups and becoming acquainted with your own anxieties”. Hardly new ground for a rock band, but presented in this third person format – unbiased and filled to the brim with human warmth – these songs are more empathetic than anything the band have written before. You might have been Michael on his daily commute. Perhaps you’re Sarah, or have a mum like her. And many of us will recognise ourselves in the heart-breaking ‘Family Visits Relative’.

It’s clear that the band still aren’t afraid to tackle weighty subjects too, with A Gut Feeling picking up where their previous album, The Perfect Ending, left off. ‘Charlie Goes Skiing’ pulls a similar trick to Future of the Left’s ‘Goals in Slow Motion’ – setting a screed against consumerism to one of the most propulsive, catchy tracks on the record. It’s followed by ‘Dog Drops Bone’, a rustling loop overlaid with sad, simple chords reminiscent of a Sparklehorse tune, which uses the internal monologue of a beloved canine companion to question the true depth and sincerity of human relationships. This kicks into the breakneck ‘Beth’s Recurring Dream’ – a track exploring a sexual identity crisis which owes as much to early Los Campesinos! as it does Steve Albini.

Of ‘Your Humble Narrator’, the album’s punishing, pulsing opener and A Gut Feeling’s thematic frame, Jim explains: “I liked the idea of introducing an unreliable narrator who frames the album as an exercise in manipulation for personal gain. When a person engages with a piece of art they are invariably being manipulated by the artist to some degree – that’s part of the fun. The artist aims to elicit some sort of emotional response, the audience buys into the conceit at the promise of experiencing some form of escape.”

As listeners, we experience that manipulation first-hand on A Gut Feeling. But the fact Cassels have packaged it up as offal feels like another bleak wink. This is far from a stinking by-product, salvaged and sold to maximise profit. It’s nothing less than the most complete, relatable, and fully realised piece of art the duo has produced to date. Emotional response elicited. Conceit embraced. Escape gratefully achieved.

– Album bio by Rob Hollamby

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released February 4, 2022

Engineered, produced and mixed by Tom Hill at The Bookhouse
www.thebookhousestudio.com

Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sunroom Audio
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Released by God Unknown Records
godunknownrecords.bandcamp.com

Artwork shot by Chelsea Jackson
www.instagram.com/chelseamayjackson

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Music for misanthropes and malcontents.

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