THE POWER OF LIVE

Good afternoon friends. How are you?

I'm delighted to announce the hotly anticipated release of 'Alive 2' the monumentally good new live album by Wolfpack of One. Featuring nine or ten(ish) tracks of underdog acoustic man mooing and some old school tie wearing party hip hop that you can download for FREE by clicking on the song titles below (or right clicking on them and 'saving as').
WOLFPACK OF ONE: ALIVE 2

1) Introducing the Band/Wolfpack's Compton Loop
2) A Hat Trick of Gongs
3) The One About Girls and Fags (Wolfpack of Ten)
4) How do They Stay in the Air?
5) Will Smith/Wolfpack's Gonna Break Yer Bakk
6) Fuck me I'm Slick
7) The Evening Guest
8) I Miss the Nineties
9) Wagnum PI

Alive 2 was recorded at the brilliant 12 Bar in London (best venue in London anyone?) with rain pouring through the roof of the club, trickling onto the stage and gathering in a big pool next to my feet and a pile of electrical kit . Most bands probably wouldn't put up with such nonsense, but then most bands are rubbish and I am amazing.

Here's an artist's impression of what the show must have looked like:

Please do let me know what you make of Alive 2 (and my hot new look on the front cover. I'm calling it 'French Rapper'. You'll all be wearing it next year.) Drop me a line here: wagstaff@wolfpackofone.com

Cheers

Andrew Wolfpack

POETRY UPDATE

Wolfpack of One is a poet. I forgot to tell you, sorry.

Actually, that's probably pushing it a bit, Wolfpack of One wishes he was a poet.
Mainly when I'm getting told off at work or sitting through another interminable night of messy-haired, say-nothing indie bands. Poets don't have to write board papers, they write poems. And poets certainly don't have to listen to hopeless little oiks called Oliver sound-checking for three hours (how come after all that effort they still sound like a shit Libertines?) Even if they did they'd probably just write a poem about it and make themselves feel better:

THUD
THUD
THUD
Are you bringing any industry?
THUD
THUD
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Can we borrow your bass amp?
THUD
THUD
THUD
More me in the monitor
THUD
THUD
THUD

Well, I think that's proved once and for all that I'm not a poet. I am, however, delighted to be included in the hot new issue of The Delinquent magazine.

























The Delinquent is a brilliant quarterly poetry and short story magazine, and Wolfpack of One's Index of First Lines, People, Places and Things (new and revised) is featured in this month's mag. Of course, this means that most of you are featured in the mag too as I'm bound to name you in there somewhere. You should buy it.

Copies can be ordered or downloaded (for 69p!) online from:

http://www.lulu.com/thedelinquent

or if you live in the UK and want a hard copy - it's cheaper to get them directly from the Delinquent dudes:

send £3.50 (includes postage) along with your name, address, e-mail and money to 'the delinquent' at 92 Elm Road, Kingston, Surrey, KT2 6HU.

Cheers!

AW

TOUR!

NEW WINTER OLYMPICS RECORD

(My day band) The Winter Olympics have a record out
Evening all, how are you? Long time no speak.... That's because I've been locked down in the studio (it was beneath a pub - so don't worry, it was no real hardship) with my day band The Winter Olympics. The fruits of our labour are out now and I think you'll love it. More Wolfpack news soon (I've got a new live album for you, and hopefully some gigs too) but until then here's a Winter Olympics press release for you. Buy, buy, buy. Bye bye!

AWx

The Winter Olympics are thrilled to announce that their debut EP is out now!

Eight years behind schedule, but still five years ahead of its time, The Winter Olympics EP is stuffed with more gold than Michael Phelps' suitcase. You can download it today at iTunes or eMusic. An actual old-fashioned cd will be released on September 15 through Office Rock Recordings.

Click here to get The Winter Olympics EP from iTunes (in the higher quality DRM free iTunes+ format)

Click here to purchase The Winter Olympics ep from eMusic

The Winter Olympics will be celebrating the release of the record with a string of shows this Autumn. More details on these dates as we get them, but currently in the diary we have:

Friday 3 October 2008 - The Windmill, Brixton, London - with The Dudes
Saturday 18 October 2008 - The Troy Bar, Hoxton, London
Friday 7 November - The Metro Club, Oxford Street, London

Come along and pick up copies of the record, t-shirts, mugs, badges, golf balls and posters. We'll probably buy you a drink too. See. You. There.

About The Winter Olympics EP

The Winter Olympics' eponymously titled debut (The WInter Olympics I) is three tracks of big rock gold:

Feeling European is all about the ups and downs of a holiday romance. It's sex and the City Break set to a mile high beat. If there was any justice in the world it would be destroying dancefloors from Birmingham to Berlin with its modern European union of Italian house piano, great British rock guitars and Viking vocals.

Speed Equals Distance Over Time is part science lesson and part history of The Winter Olympics. Hell it's the national anthem of being in The Winter Olympics. Eight long years of struggle and stupidity rolled into three stirring minutes of classy pop.

Just Another Sunday is all about the roar of the hog roast and the smell of the crowd, friendship and frustration in the British festival season. It is (because it has to be) camp, intense (in tents!) and rocking. It's dedicated to all those of you who ever lost their minds/friends/keys in a field and lived to fight another day.

The record was masterfully produced by cosmic Scouse alchemist Paul Hollingsworth of Super Nashwan beneath a pub in South London. It was mastered by Doug Shearer at the Pierce Rooms in Hammersmith during a half hour break in his work on the new Alicia Keys album (just press delete Doug).

The sessions were overseen with wild-eyed enthusiasm by seminal seventies guitar wizard Ariel Bender ex of Spooky Tooth, Stealer's Wheel and Mott the Hoople. Relishing his role as unwaged, unofficial Director of Rock, Bender - the man who played the guitar solo on Gerry Rafferty's Baker Street (I know what you're thinking, Baker Street has a guitar solo? Listen to it again, it's phenomenal) - was last seen running off to locate his mandolin so that he could lay down some late-night licks. The mandolin, apparently, is somewhere in Brighton.

The Winter Olympics ep might not feature any of Bender's plucking, but his influence, pedigree and unbridled (borderline unhinged) belief in the naive and beautiful power of capital 'R' Rock informs every squeal, wail and hands-in-the-air piano break on the record.

Really, you should buy it. It's AMAZING.

thanks for your time

Andrew Wolfpack/Winter Olympics

JAY Z DOES IT

Evening everyone, how are you?

Any of you who were at Glastonbury/sat at home watching it on telly last weekend will, no doubt, now know three things:

one) All bands are rubbish.
two) Except Jay-Z.
three) The only real way to headline the biggest festival in the world is to mumble along a bit to something that sounds like Wonderwall and then start shouting your head off over the top of Back in Black.

Hell, here at Wolfpack towers we've known this stuff for years. Long before the Hov levelled Glastonbury's baying fields your Wolfpack of One was dropping exactly the same sort of lyrical science all over London's more urm... intimate venues. (See below.)



Granted, I might not have provided one of the most pivotal moments in hip hop history (seriously, in twenty years time, people will still be talking about Jay Z playing Glastonbury in the same reverential way they do Dylan going electric) but I didn't half melt some faces in the back room of the local Slug and Slowdive.

I guess I should be cross. Half of my set has been wiped out in one roc-a-fella swoop. Strangely, though, I feel sort of vindicated - pleased that it wasn't just us who had such a stupid idea, and delighted that it kicked so much ass. Christ alone knows what I'm going to do at my London 12-Bar Club show next Wednesday 9 July now though - why don't you come along and find out?

The show is promoted by our excellent friends at Blang! It's a fiver in, I'm on at a reasonable eight fifteen, and the address is: The 12 Bar Club*, Denmark Street, London WC2H 8NL (UK) The nearest tube is Tottenham Court Road Station.

Also on the bill are my excellent friends: Knudt Tourette (from Stockholm) Seargent Buzfuz (from Stoke Newington) and the Argonauts (nope, no idea). Here's what the papers are saying about us:

WOLFPACK OF ONE - Return of the popular entertainer with a voice like a crowd and a one-man stadium hip-hop folk show which is both piss-take and homage. Riveting and utterly charming.

(astonishingly I didn't even write that myself - see you there?)

lots of love

Andrew Wolfpack

*Oddly, the 12 Bar Club only has one actual bar, but that'll do, right?

SHOW!

LIVE 'COMEDY'

HAPPY NEW YEAR

THAR SHE BLOWS

TOUR!