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Experimental electric piano duo Footy release their first album Mobile Cemetery on Lost And Lonesome on Friday, May 3.

Inspired by restless, meandering drives through the industrial fringe suburbs of Melbourne’s "mid-west", Mobile Cemetery is a nuanced and exploratory album, thematically cohesive and even "conceptual".

Footy are Lewis Mulvey and Paddy Gordon, two gentlemen influenced equally by underground pop, the cerebral jazz of Bill Evans, Keith Jarrett and other ECM alumni, and the clean, driving Kraut-rock of Neu! and Cluster.

Mobile Cemetery highlights the considered nature and breadth of ambition of this unique band.

1) Realisation 2) Endless Selection of Channels 3) Workin’ 4) Racist Lawn Ornaments 5) Mobile Cemetery 6) Sea Home







""I'm watching Footy tonight, mate!" and just like that no one's just how un-Australian and emasculated I am. Perfect! I can listen to the new album by Melbourne duo, Footy, while online shopping for new 2nd-hand shoes without raising the brow of a single call-centre co-worker's eye-brow. I mean it's taken its sweet time getting here. If only there was a band called Footy when I was secondary school. Footy.

Footy are Lewis Mulvey and Paddy Gordon, an electric piano duo. Mobile Cemetery is their first album and it has all kinds of piano songs on it: there's a Harold Budd kinda song, there's a jazzy sort of song, a ballad as well as a song for those times with ya mates. There's some good 'don't know if they're being self-aware or not' humour that's as earnest as Guy Blackman. 'Workin' is an anthem for the blue collar man, not in the same way as Beasts of Bourbon are for the workin' man, but a coda, the retiree. Footy are all about bogan bourgeoisie and the collective voice. The counterpointing vocals reminiscent of Severed Heads' tape manipulations.

A few of the works are quite reminiscent of the great Chris Abrahams. Moreover, Mobile Cemetery has a distinct Australian experimental classical feel. Footy fit nicely into a rich history of Oz experimental music, right in-between Mad Nanna and Bum Creek." Josh Watson, 4ZZZ FM Brisbane



"T-shirt Tommy Hafey still reckons footy is a simple game. Not that you’d recognise it from the AFL’s attempts to re-engineer the laws of the game to create a free-flowing, risk-free, sanitised commercial product that’ll appeal to everyone from Broadmeadows to Bondi to Budapest. The once simple instruction manual has mutated into a Tolstoy novel of impenetrable complexity: once upon a coach’s instructions would suffice for direction; now, a tribe of lawyers and a cabal of management consultants advise on every move, on and off the field.

Mobile Cemetery, the latest release from local instrumental duo Footy, is an exercise in elegant simplicity. It’s not easily categorised: Realisation, the opening track, is the haunting side of jazz, walking casually into the spaces of the night like a walk-on character in a Jean-Luc Goddard film. Racist Lawn Ornaments – surely, the best name for a song in recent memory – is a piano-filled psychedelic storm waiting to break, but never does. You’re on edge, and anything could happen, but you’re left somewhere between the Brothers Grimm and Dostoyevsky.

Endless Selection of Channels is a metaphor for the retarded contentment of the western world; it’s dark, atmospheric and promises everything that it can’t provide, just like that stupid electronic box filled with moronic entertainment that we’re convinced can help us to escape the frustrations of daily life. Sea Home is tranquil, the piano skipping across the soundscape like a bird exploring the wonders of the natural world. What’s going on with Workin’? There’s some disconcerting dialogue in the background, and then the folk spirit of ’65 shines through the darkness, but only just. And then there’s the title track: again, it’s sparse – there’s so little fat here even fascist Michelle Bridges would be impressed – until the dulcet tones of ‘70s pop kick in, and you realise shit’s not as bad as you thought it might be.

It takes a lot to create perfect simplicity, and Footy has done it. Sit back, and ponder what this all means. You’ll be all the better for it. " Patrick Emery, Beat