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The re-release of 'Last Of The Gentlemen Adventurers' marks the 30th anniversary of The

Jazz Butcher Conspiracy and coincides with a run of tour dates to be announced. "Last of the

Gentleman Adventurers is a delightfully ill-humoured reassessment of contemporary culture

and the dwindling amount of room remaining for a gentleman adventurer within it. From the

atavistic primate yearnings for a vanished jungle-land in `Animals' to the elegiac message-in-a

-bottle bobbing on an eerie Californian surf in `Shakey', what we're offered is a scuffed and

well-stamped passport to the gone world, stained with Tokay, singed by oval cigarettes you'll

never see again. The fatalistic Gallic shrug of `Tombe dans les pommes' lifts a dismissive brow at life's vicissitudes, while `Count

Me Out' speaks of the dignified withdrawal from a situation that's no longer either interesting or acceptable. Far from a weary res-
ignation letter, though, the pieces here more accurately represent a flinty and determined manifesto, a defiant staking out of the

unsupervised and teeming wasteland to which our illustrious former territory has been reduced, a vital roster of remaining free-
doms. Whether that be in appreciating the bohemian elan of next-door's quadruped or instigating a romance we may be hard

pressed to survive, these songs are testimonials to life, perhaps especially to life at bay. The bluesy and relentless rocket of

`Solar Core' provides a glorious reminder to select our destination carefully, and never be found wanting in ambition. `All the

Saints' and its affecting coda spell out the emotionally conservationist agenda, with a spirited dismissal of irrelevant modernity in

favour of pursuing vitally important individual dreams." Alan Moore, Northampton, Sept 2012