FUCK ART, LET’S DANCE! are ready to fuck things up. Fuck you, fuck them, fuck your artsy attitude – they are irritated with pretty much everyone except their mums. These are not the polite boys fresh from the schoolyard anymore – this is post-bedroom-kellerwave that expresses their contempt for the state of the art as much as their love for playing live and their constant pursuit to provide release for the audience and themselves.
See them play and you will feel like you are a part of them, you will go through the motions just like them. Their gigs are cathartic if anything ever was. Dance like the world is watching, knowing that it is ending.