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Artist
586
12+ albums
indieelectronicbritishlondonelectro
about
586 are a tragi-comic, garish shebang of a gang. Deborah Coughlin & Steve Horry write songs about money, paranoia, monkeys, guilt and small town warfare to indie-pop tunes with a bible of disco dilemmas and punk politics. Compared to The B-52s, Tom Tom Club, The Long Blondes, Art Brut, The Moldy Peaches & Arcade Fire - A performance from all five members is, at the very least, the most interesting of any new band around. Glitter explosions, impromptu stand-up, dance-offs, gifts and genuine enjoyment from the band are addictive additives to some of the strongest, idiosyncratic songwriting for years. Steve and Deborah met outside Camden Palace (now Koko) and took an immediate dislike to each other: he, an ex-corporate cock-sucker, who had recently swapped soul destroying for selling himself as a DJ around various London indie venues; and she, an ex-Sunday-school-teacher/convent girl turned performance artist, whod recently crashed a borrowed Golf into her audience while playing them Gary Numans Cars. She stole his keyboard and in Steves desperate attempts to get it back, they formed 586. Simon was found living by the side of a railway track in Sarf London after his Lithuanian-girlfriend had tried to kill him. All he had with him were his weights, decks, a massive record collection, a guitar, a cello and his hammer. Grant was found covered in lipstick and doing Bruce Lee moves on townies in a seaside town. He went to Australia, did some drumming in India and married an int
