Misuse of the title “architect” can result in some serious penalties in the UK, but one recent case suggests the profession’s regulatory body takes a more relaxed view when the title is used in other contexts.
The Arb has been forced to confirm that it will not take action against the band Architects for misuse of title.
The metalcore band from Brighton has been reported to the Architects’ Registration Board in a cheeky email from a member of the profession.
Ray Bryant, a retired architect, pointed out that none of the members of the band, founded in 2004, was on the Arb register.
Bryant said the group, whose albums include Ruin, had been using the title for 12 years. “So I guess it must be all right,” he wrote. “Is it permitted to call yourself an architect if you are clearly working in another profession? Or is the plural not covered by the act?”
“A Match Made In Heaven” by Architects from the upcoming album ‘All Our Gods Have Abandoned Us,” out May 27
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Directed by Stuart Birchall
Tell me was it all worth it, to watch your kingdom grow? All the anchors in the ocean haven’t sunk this low. So who’s left to count the cost? Beneath the ruin lies a story of the lives lost. Now we’re gone, left without a trace, but we took something they cannot replace. A match made in heaven, paved the road to hell. We’ve been down this path before. Cold blooded retribution. So fuck your revolution. You chew up peace and spit it out as war. You’ve been feeding the wolf that’s waiting at the door. You are rotten to the core. We found your fingerprints all over the trigger. If you’re looking for tyrants, take a look in the mirror. You knew all along, that the cancer would spread, so don’t be surprised to find a price on your head. Sorry son, but we destroyed your home, we murdered your family, now you’re on your own. Collateral damage, face down in the sand. Watch the dominoes fall, it’s all just part of the plan. A match made in heaven. Paved the road to hell. We’ve been down this path before. Cold blooded retribution. So fuck your revolution. And every execution, the price of your collusion.
Members: Sam Carter – Vocals Tom Searle – Guitars Dan Searle – Drums Alex Edwin Dean – Bass