By now you’ve probably heard of HMLTD – or Happy Meal Ltd, as they were once known before McDonald’s lawyers got in touch. The in-your-face artpop collective have carved a notorious reputation since releasing their first track just a year ago by pairing genre-defying music with extravagant outfits, ever-more surreal music videos and theatrical live shows.
Ahead of their latest performance, we asked the band to pick five songs that have influenced their sound and tell us a little about why they’ve picked each. Instead, they’ve included five of their favourite extracts from the 14th century poem Dante’s Inferno.
Anyway, here it is. Buy tickets to their show at Electric Ballroom on the 24th October, it’s gonna be a weird one.
Fire by the Pointer Sisters
But when a mountain’s foot I reach’d, where closed
The valley that had pierced my heart with dread,
I look’d aloft, and saw his shoulders broad
Already vested with that planet’s beam,
Who leads all wanderers safe through every way.
Heaven and Hell by Black Sabbath
Then was a little respite to the fear,
That in my heart’s recesses deep had lain
All of that night, so pitifully past:
And as a man, with difficult short breath,
Forespent with toiling, ’scaped from sea to shore,
Turns to the perilous wide waste, and stands
At gaze; e’en so my spirit, that yet fail’d,
Struggling with terror, turn’d to view the straits
That none hath passed and lived.
Withstand Firmly All Sin by JS Bach
My weary frame
After short pause recomforted, again
I journey’d on over that lonely steep,
The hinder foot still firmer. Scarce the ascent
Began, when, lol! a panther, nimble, light,
And cover’d with a speckled skin, appear’d;
Nor, when it saw me, vanish’d; rather strove
To check my onward going; that oft-times,
With purpose to retrace my steps, I turn’d.
Me and The Devil Blues by Robert Johnson
In the midway of this our mortal life,
I found me in a gloomy wood, astray
Gone from the path direct: and e’en to tell,
It were no easy task, how savage wild
That forest, how robust and rough its growth,
Which to remember only, my dismay
Renews, in bitterness not far from death.
Yet, to discourse of what there good befel,
All else will I relate discover’d there.
Satan, Luella and I by HMLTD
The hour was morning’s prime, and on his way
Aloft the sun ascended with those stars,
That with him rose when Love Divine first moved
Those its fair works: so that with joyous hope
All things conspired to fill me, the gay skin
Of that swift animal, the matin dawn,
And the sweet season.