The Last Dinner Party
This Is The Killer Speaking
The forthcoming album from The Last Dinner Party is described as the sound of a band having lots of fun. That makes sense as the previous long player was A Prelude To Ecstasy, so unless they were going to release a nineties rave album… well, you get the idea.
Our first taste of the new ecstasy is the dramatic ‘This Is The Killer Speaking’. It begins with a smoldering verse that harks back to the storytelling folksy artists of the sixties and seventies. It’s warm and rich, disguising somewhat the grittiness of lyrics like ‘I hope your back is healing from the good old flaying / Your coat’s still stained with me / Wear it with my pride pinned to the lapel / God knows I left it by mistake’.
With the verse over the pre-chorus winds up the pace to a chorus with it’s ah-ah-ahs and alternating calls of ‘here comes the killer’ and ‘here comes your girl’.
The video deserves a special mention as there’s stuff to unpack. The general theme is a recreation of the wild west within London’s streets, a clash of modern and historical ideas you might describe as neon-classical (you’re welcome). It’s divided into a bar scene with a band performance, and a street scene that was born in the fluffiest corners of alternative culture (the culmination being the feeding of a sugar cube to a centaur). It’s great stuff.
Mostly what you get from the song and the video is a feeling of anticipation for From The Pyre, which The Last Dinner Party will release on October 17, 2025, with a glow in the dark vinyl option. Get in! Let’s end with the band’s note on the album, then you can watch the video below and bask in those great lyrics:
This record is a collection of stories, and the concept of album-as-mythos binds them. ‘The Pyre’ itself is an allegorical place in which these tales originate, a place of violence and destruction but also regeneration, passion and light.
The songs are character driven but still deeply personal, a commonplace life event pushed to pathological extreme. Being ghosted becomes a Western dance with a killer, and heartbreak laughs into the face of the apocalypse. Lyrics invoke rifles, scythes, sailors, saints, cowboys, floods, Mother Earth, Joan of Arc, and blazing infernos. We found this kind of evocative imagery to be the most honest and truthful way to discuss the way our experiences felt, giving each the emotional weight it deserves.
This record feels a little darker, more raw and more earthy; it takes place looking out at a sublime landscape rather than seated an opulent table. It also feels metatextual and cheeky in places, like a knowing look reflected back at ourselves.
The Last Dinner Party
This Is The Killer Speaking Video
Watch The Last Dinner Party – ‘This Is The Killer Speaking’ (Official Video).
This Is The Killer Speaking Lyrics
I’d never been so scorned
To find your kindness didn’t last
Beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheetsAnd if I’d asked for how you’d answered
I’d’ve gone and seen my father
Down in Brompton CemeteryI hope your back is healing from that good old flaying
And your coat’s still stained with me
Wear it with my pride pinned to the lapel
God knows I left it by mistakeGod knows I left it by mistake
Good morning, good looking!
This is the killer speaking
Good morning handsome!
This is the killer on the lineAh-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!If only you’d been honest
Could’ve spared this bloodshed
Now I’m wanted ‘cross several county linesWhen your hand is bigger than my heart
You can crush it just the way I likeYou’ve got a whole lotta nerve
And a whole lotta spite
When you leave don’t look me in the eyeWhen you leave don’t look me in the eye
Good morning, good looking!
This is the killer speaking
Good morning angel!
This is the killer on the lineAh-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!I’m down so bad I’m doing time
You look like a weeping saint
With your infected eye I’m doing time
And I’m down so bad
Hope my television appearance
Drives you fucking madAh-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!Ah-Ah-Ah
Oh-oh
Here comes your girl!
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