Rise of The Super Furry Animals
Rise of the Super Furry Animals tells the story of the greatest psychedelic pop band of our time.
Welsh speakers with a lust for global communication, the Super Furry Animals shot to fame on Creation Records and found that, thanks to the record sales of label-mates Oasis, they suddenly had a vast budget to play with. Wasting no time, they bought an army tank and equipped it with a techno sound-system, caused national security alerts with 60-foot inflatable monsters, went into the Colombian jungle with armed Guerrilla fighters, and drew up plans to convert an aircraft carrier into a nightclub.
Yet SFA's crazed adventures only tell half the story. By mixing up electronic beats, surf rock, Japanese culture and more, the band recorded some of the most acclaimed albums of the millennium, all the while documenting the mobile phone revolution in their uniquely surreal way.
Written with the band’s own participation and housed in a jacket designed by Pete Fowler, the man behind some of SFA’s most iconic album covers, this is the remarkable story of their ascent to fame.
square-jawed bass player. FURRY FILE: GUTO BORN – Cardiff, 1972 CHILDHOOD DISASTER – ‘Having to make do with a hand-me-down pink Raleigh Commando bike instead of a BMX’ CHILDHOOD VICTORY – ‘Bunnyhopping that Commando’ BAD BEHAVIOUR – Cross-country running fraud TEEN REBEL ICON – Diego Maradona TEEN GROOMING TIP – Dungarees GEEK SPECIALITY – Oink! comic FIRST SONGWRITING ATTEMPT – ‘Mynd Am Dro’, 1978 (‘It was basically a rip-off of a Welsh song about two dogs that go for a walk in the
space-rock HQ. ‘Pedals,’ whispered Daf, pointing at the floor, the wall, then the ceiling too. ‘Pedals,’ he repeated. ‘Everywhere!’ It was Cardiff’s hottest summer for twenty years, and the surf was definitely up: living in the capital, Daf got to sample the countryside raves that were exploding in its satellite countryside. There was also an additional benefit to living in the city: he got to hang out with his younger brother, Cian – a film student living up the road in Newport. FURRY FILE:
about. On Cian’s twenty-first birthday, the band were at a flamenco dance party when a moustached man on their table began whispering about a massive counterfeiting operation he’d just gotten away with. He had, he said, forged millions of dollars. ‘And guess how I got away with it?’ grinned the man. ‘I stamped all the bills “In dog we trust”! You get it? In dog we trust? The FBI couldn’t believe it! They couldn’t bust me! Ha ha ha!’ During these four days, the Furries discovered that Howard
weirder happened: the entire vehicle started gently bobbing from side to side. As soon as he’d dropped the next record, Cian picked up the walkie-talkie and radioed over to Daf. ‘What the fuck is going on?’ ‘There are about fifty people dancing on top of you!’ laughed his brother from the other side of the field. ‘That thing must weigh over seventeen tons and they’re rocking it all over the place!’ The tank turned out to be the best �2,000 the band ever spent. Beyond the media coverage that it
venue’s ceiling and seven monologue points positioned in a hexagon shape around the outer ring. In some ways it was a recreation of the festival wind phenomenon that Gruff had noticed at Glastonbury, but one that could be orchestrated. ‘It would have been like walking into a club with sounds flying around everywhere, and everyone getting the same vibe – whereby people at the back would have the same buzz, sonically, as people at the front,’ says Cian, who controlled the surround. ‘The sound guy