ATP Recordings are delighted to announce that we have signed Tall Firs for their next record, ‘Out of It And In to It’ Out March 12th.

The record, their third album, sees the core duo of Aaron Mullan and Dave Mies return to their guitar duo origins, echoing the desolate spaces and warm places introduced on their debut 'Tall Firs', at the same time capturing a spirit of adventure and brutal honesty not seen by them to date.

To celebrate the first single, 'Crooked Smiles' which is about ATP, we are inviting fans who have footage from past ATP festivals, or who are coming in December to Nightmare Before Christmas, to submit video they have taken there, either raw or better still edited to parts of the song. We are looking for off-stage footage only - not in venues.

Aaron Mullen on 'Crooked Smiles'; "I've been to a lot of ATP's (20 +?) and one of my favorite things is watching people pile in on the first day. What's better than seeing smiling girls in their first-day-of-ATP outfits, laughing with their crew, literally staggering under the weight of the beer they intend to pound right fucking now? It's so optimistic I could lose my shit. And then later you see the same people 5 gigs and 1000 brews later staggering again, but now they're alone in the dark and rain, still smiling in the midnight shadow of the Butlin's tabernacle, searching for one more good time. Sorry, I'm a sap, but even the thought brings a tear to my eye."

To submit footage to the video project email atprecordings@atpfestival.com for more details.

Lyrics:

crooked smiles astride common-law brides
crates of lager under sunglassed eyes
with a casual flip, standing hands-on-hips
doubled down in laughter 'gainst a friendly
grip upon the brews unequaled
let's burn it down, come on people
let's turn this mother out
let's bring this ship about
big top tents imply a steeple
let's get high, let's get evil
let's blow it all tonight
crooked smiles alright
lone lurker arrives, with pinned-out eyes
she takes a spill, but dusts off fine
crooked smile again, in the wind and rain
she shuffles of, cat in the
brain upon the brews unequaled
let's burn it down, come on people
let's turn this mother out
let's bring this ship about
big top tents imply a steeple
let's get high, let's get evil
let's blow it all tonight
crooked smiles alright
grip upon the brews unequaled
let's burn it down, come on people
let's turn this mother out
let's bring this ship about
big top tents imply a steeple
let's get high, let's get evil
let's blow it all tonight
crooked smiles alright