Krill were an unhinged (and slightly deranged) trio from Jamaica Plain, Boston, Massachusetts. Originally self-released in the US in 2013, 'Lucky Leaves' attracted the attention of the likes of Pitchfork and Stereogum, with its wry lyrical introspections and off-kilter yet precise nuances. Droll, disparaging and consistently idiosyncratic, 'Lucky Leaves' is one of the most distinctive and unforgettable releases of the year. Despite their assured complexity, there's a sense that the songs could unravel at any moment.
Krill broke up in 2015, but I had the honour of releasing 2 of their albums 'Lucky Leaves' and 'A Distant Fist Unclenching'.
They only made 1 trip over the UK, but it will always be one of my favourite shows by one of my favourite bands of all time.
Praise for Krill:
"Krill's songs will reach anyone living in a state of hopelessness and make them feel like conquering the world. Here's hoping these guys do" Stereogum
"Furman yanks on every line's final word with a manic drawl that suggests a man sprinting between walls to bash his head against them" Pitchfork
"stuffed with the kind of yelpy, jangly, nasal rawk anthems that keep college radio stations permanently turnt"
"Krill's rankled jangle recalls Modest Mouse or Built to Spill, but with Doug Martsch being treated for rabies: excitable and spastic, but with half a mind still able to focus"
Consequence Of Sound