Rob's bio for the Woe Betide release
In my capacity as THE New Christs' liaison officer, it is my pleasure to advise that their latest compact disc release, Woe Betide, has hit the stores and that several soon- to-be-announced shows in Sydney and other eastern capitals will follow in its wake.
Slated for release in continental Europe, where previous line-ups twice toured to rapturous acclaim, and Canada, the seven track Woe Betide is sure to re-acquaint long-serving (long suffering?) fans with THE New Christs' perennial concerns, most notably: the world as a hopeless place where virtually everything is shit, people in particular.
Concerns universal, obscure, often fathomless; the same concerns expressed in earlier incendiary classics such as their apocalyptic rant, Born Out Of Time; the philosophically challenged snarl of Circus Of Sour; the plaintive self-deception of Love's Underground; the gloriously disaffected Burning Of Rome - the last three featuring on their glowering triumph, Distemper - and their pitiless anthem, Pedestal.
Those hitherto unfamiliar with THE New Christs' lineage have only themselves, their parents, or the boys' understaffed publicity-machine to blame, for soon, lack of airplay withstanding, they too shall feel the pull of THE New Christs' inexorable undertow.
Have I mentioned yet, the change from within?
Newcomer that he is, the affable Mark wasn't available for the Woe Betide sessions but his guitar-playing prowess and blossoming prolificacy as a songsmith should prove invaluable comes the time for THE New Christs to enter the recording studio and lay down tracks for their next project, the album they hope will carry them and their concerns all over the planet.
I am sure THE New Christs' , buoyed by hope anew, and steeled by an abundance of what they say is "just healthy cynicism", will carry all before them.
So there it is - the emphasis is on "what's new". And why not?