DS Exclusive: Listen to “So What? It’s the Future” from Minneapolis hardcore punks Texture Freq’s upcoming 7″ on Dirt Cult Records
This time next week, Minneapolis hardcore punk band Texture Freq will be releasing their new 7″ What May Come on Dirt Cult Records. This time this week, Minneapolis hardcore punk band Texture Frequency is premiering a brand new track called “So What? It’s the Future” exclusively(!!!) on Dying Scene. Fuck yeah! Check that shit out below and buy the 7″ while yer at it.
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(from singer Jimmy Cooper):
“So What? It’s the Future” occupies an odd place in Texture Freq’s discography, emerging from a troubled period of reconfiguring what it meant for me to write after first surviving a mass shooting, then in the early days of the most recent iteration of the ongoing genocide in Palestine. Struggling with a sense of futility, writing this song was an exercise in forcing myself–and hopefully the listener–to refuse that futility in favor of the forms of resistance that have carried so many through so much. What could I possibly say? There is no need to reinvent the necessary. We already know what it takes to build a better world.
Deleuze writes, “There is no need to fear or hope, but only to look for new weapons.” The sense that I had nothing to say mutated into a sense that what was necessary had already been said and an urgency in the saying itself: to continually lift ourselves up, together; to continually repeat and reinvent ourselves in moving forward with lessons learned time and time again; to make meaning from these repetitions. A song is barely a weapon, but remains a method, a cathexis, a reiteration of accumulated meaning finally disseminated as a call to arms against the despair in the mundane it’s so easy to remain mired in.