In their embryonic form, VUKOVI existed as an island. Their scene at home didn’t even feel that homely when, sonically speaking, they were total outsiders. In fact, the first cities where they did connect with people were London and Manchester, and Glasgow caught up later (fun fact: a significant chunk of the Electric Ballroom crowd were Scottish fans who’d made the pilgrimage to Camden).
“The Glasgow scene was all indie bands and we were playing metal and rock, and I was a girl,” says Janine, “but I think that’s where a lot of strength can come from as an artist, because you have to be like, ‘Well, fuck. We don’t fit in.’
“The only way that we found any success was from doing what we wanted to do. It was never us doing what anyone else wanted us to do or falling for any tropes that were trendy in the scene at the time. It was hard for us and it took us years to catch on. But it’s kind of paid off, not following those trends back then. None of those bands from that time really exist anymore. It’s kind of crazy.”
And so, MY GOD HAS GOT A GUN arrives after 15 years of graft. After all that fighting – without knowing if it would be worthwhile or wasted – being at the point they’re at now must feel vindicating. Right?
“Honestly, it’s been really bad on my mental health,” Janine answers. “Your reality shifts and you have this added pressure and maybe you’re starting to make money so more people are interested in getting involved. That’s hard, because you start to second-guess where you’re going and it’s always unpredictable. Popularity expires; you can be flavour of the month and next thing, nobody gives a fuck. I just got a bit of a shock, to be honest. It felt quite drastic, and I was scared having that much attention and eyes on [us].”
Even before they reached this juncture, VUKOVI has always been a means of healing for the pair. It might be tangled up in the music business machine – multiple times, Janine uses the phrase, “We are a business,” almost as a reluctant reminder to herself – but there’s still something pure about the way that creating helps them to process trauma.
It’s a strange dance musicians endure sometimes. The power of catharsis can hugely benefit an artist’s mental health, but everything else – from touring burnout to existing online to being straitjacketed into someone else’s more marketable box for your identity – can be poisonous.
“This band is so personal,” explains Hamish. “It’s literally everything to us. But it’s hard as well – me and Janine talk about this a lot, but we’ve had a lot of traumas come from this band because it’s so difficult sometimes. It’s like you’re healing yourself with something that’s hurting you.”