Ah Fakerland… a strange and wonderful place where we’ve been hiding from the rest of the world for what seems like eons now. We’ve been hard at work on our our third record and eagerly await the time when we we can show it to you all – it’s still a LITTLE way off. It’s going to be unreal though, mark our words…
Something we’ve noticed recently is that all correspondence for the last two years has somehow been redirected to the land that email forgot. If you’ve tried to contact us in this time to ask us about lyrics, when we’re playing near you or maybe even offering us your hand in marriage in exchange for a European passport we haven’t been ignoring you, we just forgot- and we will get around to answering those questions. In the meantime though, feel free to email us about anything Faker-related, or even advice about your existential quandaries, science, religion or algebra. Hold off on the offers for free diplomas though, we don’t need any education because we’re musicians…
Love from Faker.
