From the official DFA '79 Fan Forum (and already old news):
"i know its been forever since i wrote anything on here. im sure by now most of you assume the band isnt happening anymore since there are no shows, no work on a new album, etc. well. i wanted to let you know that your assumptions are correct. we decided to stop doing the band... actually we decided that almost a year ago. we finished off our scheduled tour dates because there were good people working for us who relied on us to make a living and buy christmas presents and pay rent etc. we couldnt just cancel everything and leave them out to dry... plus i think we wanted to see if we would reconsider after being out on the road. our label was really hoping that we would change our minds, so they asked us to keep quiet about the decision for at first. well, its been quite awhile now and we are still very sure the band wont happen again, so i guess its time to say something." [Entire Post]Fuck. One of the first bands JK introduced me to, early on in our friendship. One of my favorite albums ever, with one of my favorite album titles ever (You're A Woman, I'm A Machine). One of my favorite EPs ever (Heads Up!). A cruel tease to catch them open up for Queens of the Stone Age and Nine Inch Nails at the Verizon Center (then known as the MCI Center). A blazing set that filled the venue. Blowing my mind and destroying every inch of reluctance I had for bass and drums live performances. It left me hoping that I would have a chance to catch them at a smaller venue at some point further on down the road.
Is there any good news? Perhaps. Keeler is at least keeping the goods in the family, contributing bass to Queens of the Stone Age's next release. MSTRKRFT continues to roll on, but nothing really compares to the sound of DFA '79. Nothing. You can check out FabChannel and stream a concert of theirs from Amsterdam or buy the albums. But, nothing compares to that live pulse. The hammer of the drum. The rip on the bass. It was an overwhelming sound, to say the least. I was dying for a new album, to see Jesse and Sebastien one more time. In a tiny dimly lit setting. Trampling through "Do It," "Romantic Rights," and "Blood On Our Hands." Pumping on all eight cylinders. Raw, relentless and loud. Like an elephant in your living room.
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