Born in the mid 90s pre-Steps, pre-Blair, pre-Who wants to be a Millionaire?* Baby Quickspace very nearly became an infant mortality statistic when it caught a chill from the draught of chequebooks waved by major label fat cats who pursued them feverishly in their formative fortnight.

Initially, in a premonition of the rotating squad system employed by many of todays top football teams, line ups changed drastically and dramatically with band members leaving, coming back and then leaving again sometimes all during the same song. Legend has it that uncertainty over who was and wasnt in the group became so confusing that Quickspace shows are said to have taken place with no official members whatsoever taking the stage. One night at Camdens Dublin Castle former Faith Healer Tom Cullinan walked in on one of these unfortunate performances, though memories have faded more reliable accounts recall that his attempts to call a halt to the proceedings were hampered by the beer-sticky floor which left him rooted to the spot. It is widely held that this was the moment that a more settled team was arrived at.

Setting up their own Kitty Kitty Corporation to release music instinctively at odds with current trends Quickspace have remained equally as enigmatic to this day. Their chaotic, frenzied live shows have inspired, baffled and entertained across icy Northern Europe and recent outings to Spain and Italy have spread the gospel to the balmy south. Veterans of four John Peel sessions (the band recorded a cover of the Misunderstoods neo-psychedelic masterpiece ˜I Can Take You To The Sun for his 60th birthday) and in the wake of the classic double lp ˜Precious Falling and a brace of spikey pop classic singles (Happy Song #2 and The Lobbalong Song) to discover their new opus proclaims ‘The Death of Quickspace is an point of concern for all not-quite-right minded individuals.

The album was once again recorded in a barn in the wilds of Staffordshire but this time in the knowledge that the pine forest that had sheltered them on previous visits was due for the chop. By day, our intrepid heroes skipped through the woods to the tune of birdsong (Cape) and Toms bohemian violin reels (Lobbalong Song) while as night fell, Nina Pascalles caterwauling (Gloriana) and the plague-ground taunt that is Munchers only just kept the devils at bay. This is not, however, simply a story of Blair-Witch style lo-fi paranoia as the story ends with their finest moment to date Flat Tune Society (oops thats Flat Moon Society) restrained and circumspect yet both stately, marmoreal and all ends up an epic of Ben Hur proportions (thats the never before seen directors cut where before the chariot race Charlton Heston blows his own brains out in the name of the fifth amendment)

With the dearly departed Bob Marley hitting the charts alongside Lauren Hill and late lamented John Lennon to reappear with the Beatles this New Years Eve, the Grim Reaper suggesting a few chord changes is no longer a barrier to further artistic endeavour, but lets hope that Quickspace continue kick out the jams before they do eventually kick the bucket.

Quickspace are:

Tom Cullinan: Guitar/Vocals
Nina Pascale: Guitar/Vocals
Paul Shilton: Keyboards
Steve Enton: Drums
Sean Newsham: Bass

*that rhymes
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