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  • NME Brandon Flowers interview..LXIV Broke UP....

    to address rumors of a break up of the band and the apparent interview with Brandon Flowers of the Killers saying to NME that Louis xiv, the band, has broken up... Brian Karscig says this: "Never say never to another LXIV record...just not anytime soon." Brian Karscig has apparently left the band and started group The Nervous Wreckords after stating, "Louis XIV started to feel more like a business than a camaraderie, and in that, the music started to suffer and started feeling uninspired". you can check out The Nervous Wreckords and their bio and contributors on: www.myspace.com/thenervouswreckords Jason Hill is also working with other bands in the studio and on solo material as well. Brian Karscig, "The memories, love and pride i have for LOUIS XIV (Jason, Mark, Jimmy,) are undying...It just felt right to walk away now and to pursue an uninhibited creative outlet, was the right thing for me to do as an artist. Making music should never have to be a forced thing, or a chore...it should bring happiness and a desire to live, and that's what I'm doing for now."
  • Louis XIV Modlife



    Hi All, We have just set up a site at WWW.MODLIFE.COM or more accurately WWW.MODLIFE.COM/LOUISXIV Its just started up but I’ve started writing a blog in there. It’s a lot more fun these days being on the road so I figured I would write my ridiculous thoughts down for anyone interested to read. My syntax and grammar might not be the best, so I’ll warn you'll now. On the site we will be posting pictures, blogs and videos nightly and even live feeds of backstage stuff and soundchecks and whatever we feel like it. Some of these shows soon, maybe even London , we will have live feeds of the shows while they are happening. Come check it out.

    Talk with you soon,

    Jason

    Plus – make sure to check out Anya Marina's new album Slow & Steady Seduction: Phase II. Brian, Jason, and Mark all made major contributions to the record. If you like it- make sure to pick it up at Amazon mp3 for just $3.99 (offer is good today only!).


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  • Suns going down, Glasgow, Scotland

    August 19, 2008 Suns going down. Glasgow, Scotland. In the sights of an unsleeping eye. Like looking down into the piping of a long barrelled pistol. I knew I was in trouble once I smelled her skin. Like new summer, fresh cut grass. I waited across the street, but in windows view as she mopped the floors, emptied the cash register and locked the back doors. Its raining out and I cant help but wonder how her skin might smell from the rain. Like a wet dog or like raindrops on a tulip. I tell myself a soaked mutt so I will just move on. No chance though. I'm hooked. A poor fish on a hook, wrong place at the wrong time. I'm stuck. The air around her is too thick to move. I'm cookie dough now, and she's the baker. Normally I might be the drain to her faucett but now I'm clogged, filling up, going to flood over the basin and make it even harder to move. Suddenly she pulls her overshirt off, a tan dress with red and black floral patterns underneath. I pretend she does it for me. Time to go. She's off from work. Should I follow? Her eyes caught mine just once. Did it mean something to her too? What to do. If I wait too long I'll ruin my chance. Can't seem timid. Can't seem desperate. But I feel I am. I know it will consume me. Her eyes watching me while I sleep, when I daydream, in every sound I hear I will hear what I think her voice may be. It's raining harder now, the time smoothed cobble stone streets of Glasgow beneath my feet. She seems to float. She's out the door, a grey wool like coat over that dress. Flat red shoes. She looks hurried. Looks toward me for almost a moment, her eyes too shy to meet mine. Almost a smile, her teeth scratch her naked soft lips. I feel my legs moving toward her, but I'm not. The airs too thick to move. I can hear my heart beating, sounds like a kick drum in a small cramped room. Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom. Can't breath deep. Only short pulls of thick air. Too thick to move and she's gone. J.H

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