Ahoj! We're celebrating our anniversary! Well actually, several will be celebrated together : 15 years of punk rock across UK, Europe and beyond, evolving over the course from wild-eyed youngsters to DIY veterans. 12 years since guitarist Geoff joined the band. 10 years since release of debut album. 6 years since drummer Malc joined the band. It seems fitting to host the official celebration in a very intimate setting in South London (UK), so we'll be having a special free show at the brand new and extremely cosy venue of "Off The Cuff" in Herne Hill under the railway arches by the station. We'd like to invite all our closest friends, fans, family and supporters to come down as we celebrate many years of uncompromised maximum rock and roll. So here's the deets: DATE : FRIDAY 12 JUNE 2015 VENUE: OFF THE CUFF (HERNE HILL, LONDON) PRICE: FREE / DONATIONS GUESTS: GIANT BURGER BAND, FRANCESCO FONTE FB event: https://www.facebook.com/events/386382028212408/ For those of you not able to join us, we'll also be playing some festivals and a selection of shows across Europe throughout 2015, so keep your eyes on the website (www.djevara.co.uk) or the various social media. And if you haven't already, please check out our new album "VIVA! / PUNK IS NOT A SOUND" which is available now from djevara.bandcamp.com on digital, CD or vinyl double-LP formats. Take care and see you soon, Anté (Bass) x
When I was young I was obsessed with fractals. They were cool in the 90s, but while most people were into “The Butterfly Effect”, I was more enchanted by the idea that nature had encoded in it a complex math which exhibited patterns which would repeat at any scale and any time. I soon noticed that our personal and family histories also seemed to share this strange characteristic – sometimes cruelly. I’ve been heartbroken this last two weeks to see my beautiful nephew and niece join me in the ranks of ‘The Fatherless’ at a shockingly young age, and while the details always differ in detail, this is an unfortunate and painful pattern that has yet ever to be broken in my immediate family. However, just as life deals death it also always promises yet more life, sometimes as if by way of apology, and so at this time we find ourselves also soon having cause to celebrate, with the birth of the firstborn of one of our members. Hope. Dreams. Death. Life. So the cycle continues. As always, I have found it difficult to express myself except through the arts – and so I’ve decided to dedicate all my artistic/creative output this year to these innocent young pioneers of life. For what they teach us about what is important. For what they represent in terms of who we are and where we are going. For what they show us in terms of what is worth fighting for. For what they reflect about us ourselves.
In recognition and acknowledgement of these major changes to our lives, we will not be conducting our usual Spring Tour. Instead we shall be back later in the year – undoubtedly inspired and emboldened by what has transpired and what we have learned, of growth and healing, and fired on by our even greater responsibility for those to whom we one day hope to pass the torch.
[this is a duplicate of a blogpost on our TUMBLR here : http://djevara.tumblr.com/post/113348347948/when-i-was-young-i-was-obsessed-with-fractals ]
“I understand that an artist is someone who in the midst of other’s silence, uses his own voice to say something and make sure that what he says is not useless, but something that is useful to mankind”
- Joan Miro
I have a confession. I started the first week of 2015 staring into the abyss of despondency. 2000 people from the homeland of (some of) my ancestors were brutally wiped off the face of the planet. It was a noisy week in Europe, and so barely anybody noticed. Even the president of that country himself still seems to have barely noticed (though he did find time to send his deepest regrets to Paris, the cad). It was a week in which I watched in stunned silence as powerful, hypocritical world “leaders” took it in turns to feign deep beliefs in human rights and civil liberties for ordinary people, many of whom had been responsible for the suffering of literally millions, while without skipping a beat simultaneously exercised and made claim to further their own government’s powers in order to assert ever more draconian state authority in their own countries. In our own country. We watched, powerless, as discredited ideas based on hatred and mistrust that we thought long consigned to history continued their menacing ascent in new guises across the continent, as if we were stuck in some weird re-run of the beginning of the previous century, now in omni-colour. All the while stuck in the madness of the age of the ‘War On Nouns’, in which we’re trained to be oblivious to reasoned analysis or science in favour of a never-ending onslaught of hyperbole, propaganda and outrage. We can’t keep up, so our minds have become tabloid-attuned processors of soundbites and precis arguments, our politics reduced to popularity polls, and we are so far beyond being able to discern or digest the irony thrown at us daily that we twirl about hopelessly like deep-sea divers no longer able to “see” the water. But worse, drowning. And everyday we are just a little more numb and resigned to it; the ever increasing absurdities melting into accepted reason in a time of nihilism and meaninglessness. And this was how the year started.
So what the hell has all this got to do with music and playing in a punk rock band? This is a question I ask myself almost every day. People make art for a lot of different reasons, though it usually takes the form of some unquantifiable need to find an expression of their inner selves, reflecting and interpreting a considered view on the world outside. It answers the call within all of us to communicate while we try to elicit beauty and meaning from that which stimulates us. In it’s purest form there are no rules; the only real obligation of the artist is to be true to him/herself. Thus it is necessary, from time to time, to review oneself in order to avoid becoming stagnant, arrogant, cliched or workaday. And so, among the din of the New Year spectacles, we have watched, listened to, absorbed and been inspired by so many brilliant artists playing every kind of music and expressing every kind of emotion and perspective. And we have reflected on who we are and where we fit into this mosaic.
So in 2015, Djevara will continue to make art wrapped up in strongly held belief in the power of this art-form to be an honest and free expression of hope and adversity, and as a means to bring us closer together as human beings in the midst of this maelstrom. We promise nothing more or less than to try our best, flawed and imperfect as we are, to be a bow in the fight for freedom and compassion, for reason and humility, for common humanity firmly aware of our place in the context of a world-wide family, for the value of life – and quality of life – way above any abstract man-made intellectual constructs on a planet we share not only with all those living now, but also – hopefully – with all those lives (human or otherwise) to come. No, not claiming to have the definitive final answers, but ever determined to not be afraid to ask the important questions and always seeking, searching, enquiring, hoping, trying. Not just forever crying, but also defying. Above all, to share truly valuable experiences through our music and art with all those open to listen – our friends and family across this beautiful world. In some small way to be part of the solution. Or at least one hell of a soundtrack to it.
So this is the gauntlet for 2015. The world is upside down. We knew it was thus. There’s everything to play for, and we won’t be backing down.
Wishing you all a Happy New Year on behalf of Team Djev’. and looking forward to seeing you all soon.
Just want to say a massive and sincere THANK YOU to everyone who’s supported the band by buying our new album. This is what makes underground music so rewarding, because you know each and every sale was earned off the back of hard work, bought by people who really care about what you’ve created, and your amazing support has been the best birthday present! Thank you!!
Disappeared without a face, and without a name. Somehow this absolute disgrace has escaped the front pages of every major paper. Leaving aside for a moment the ethics of wantonly bombing some of the poorest nations on earth to carry out summary assassinations – without trial or publicly scrutinizable evidence – when one is not even officially at war with them, this astonishing report means that OVER 96% of the victims are not even the intended targets. OVER 96%!!! I don’t know about you, but I’d say that’s a pretty sure-fire to lose the support and goodwill of ANY people, radical or not. Some may even say that’s a pretty good recruiting campaign for certain unsavoury groups, in this “comical-if-it-wasn’t-so-tragic” race to see which side can be more brutal and barbaric or have less concern for innocent human life than the other. “The War On Terror” may well go down in history as one of the most ironically named and counter-productive mis-adventures in human history. But then, wars on nouns rarely end well. In fact, they rarely end…
I wrote this song yesterday, finally inspired to put some words down in response to the recent events in Ferguson/USA, but actually it sums a lot of things I’ve been wanting to express for a while, and is dedicated to everyone around the world who has themselves (or had their friends and/or family) fall victim to police and military discrimination, oppression and brutality. I know all too well from personal first-hand experience what it is like to be profiled, harrassed, assaulted, attacked, insulted, wrongly imprisoned and arrested, threatened with guns… all from the people who are supposed to “serve and protect” us. This music is for you, my dear brothers and sisters – to keep the dream alive, and never give up the fight for equal rights and respect for all.
ROLL UP, ROLL UP! Our new record “VIVA! / PUNK IS NOT A SOUND” is officially released TOMORROW! To celebrate, we’ve teamed up with the hibernating The Super Nashwan Kids to offer a special deal – for anyone who orders a PHYSICAL copy of our new album (ie on CD or VINYL) before MIDNIGHT TONIGHT (SUN 23/11/14, UK time!), we’ll throw in a copy of one of their superb records. Yup, at no extra cost. The more observant among you will notice that TSNK included two of my li’l brothers. One of these was Mighty Tose – who we had the privilege of playing with on tour for the last two years as part of “Team Ace”, and who was heavily involved in the writing of the new album (You may also recall that for a period our very own Geoff was filled in on bass guitar for the young ‘uns… those were good days!) some of these memories and rock solid music can be yours if you visit http://djevara.bandcamp.com/ and get your order in on time! It’s finger-clickin’ good…
BTW if you already ordered or bought your copy, don’t worry, you can still cash in on this deal : just post a photo of you with you and your “VIVA! / PUNK IS NOT A SOUND” record to this thread and then email or message us an address . This deal is only for CD and VINYL orders remember!
On 24/11/2014 Djevara officially release the new album “VIVA! / PUNK IS NOT A SOUND”, and so where better to play our first homecoming show post-release than our favourite South London venue, The Bird’s Nest, the alternative, artistic and cultural captial of The Republic Of Deptford?
It’s gonna be insane. And not least because we’ll be joined by Death Pedals – who describe themselves as “death and roll”, which could only be more accurate if preceeded by the words “totally kick-ass”. These fellas play riff-fuelled, high-energy pumping riffola which is just simply fantastic live. I can’t wait!
PUNK IS NOT A SOUND
Facebook event : https://www.facebook.com/events/592429354191111/