First off, Cry Blood Apache is most definitely the new TRGAW dream house band; we were totally enthralled last night by their delicious mix of chilly electronica-tinged no wave noise channeled through one (1) amp (all the better to engage in guerilla street busking with, apparently). They can totally come over and station themselves in the corner of my living room and provide the soundtrack to my daily existence. Seriously. And, though we missed White Denim, we hear they were great; Shoot For The Stars And Kill Them (who sadly, don't seem to have any interschitzel presence at all) were amazing as well -- though possibly in need of a bassist. "Carnival Breakdown" was particularly choice, as was the rousing shout-along anthem, "Someone in Austin Fucking Hates Me."
Secondly, the new TRGAW theme song unanimously seems to be The Infadels' "Love Like Semtex." We can't get enough of it, esp. the Team 9 remix, which apparently didn't win the remix contest conducted by the band -- someone named Ben Barry (Mr. B) did. Shame, really -- though to be fair, Mr. B's remix is pretty good too.
The Infadels -- Love Like Semtex (Team 9 remix)
Though I would say there's probably enough covers of "Love Will Tear Us Apart" already floating around out there, I must alert you to the wonderfully limpid and chilly and dour (and not ... grossly sentimental, as most LWTUA covers always seem to be...) Tiger Baby version.
Tiger Baby -- Love Will Tear Us Apart
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Shoot For The Stars And Kill Them (who sadly, don't seem to have any interschitzel presence at all) were amazing as well
cue dirty old woman...
their drummer's hipbones were perhaps more amazing than the music performance. but the kiddy concertina was great.
Well, yes. This is true. And his hair. But there was something really great about the hollerin' with all that reverb.
Dear SFTSAKT drummer,
You made two dirty old women very, very happy last night. Young man, we salute you.
xoxo
TRGAW
oh god. we're going to hell.
That's okay, as long as there's slim-hipped sassy punk boys there to keep us company. Or something.
We are seriously the worst bloggers ever.
punk would be settling. pblt.
Oh fine then, sartorially superior slim hipped boys!
Hmmmph!
you are totally #1. ;)
Sweetie, I'm not mocking you -- hell, I'd take one too -- as long as I could also molest his fripperies.
Oh, I crack myself up.
i'm sure that he'd tell you were #1 if you asked. as i mentioned, 110 or 130, probably english rather than italian. there was no super 150 action. the frockery enhancement to the frippery may, however, be 150.
Dude, you know, I bet people thought they knew what we were talking about, but now I bet they have NO IDEA.
*sigh* Super 150. Beautiful, beautiful stuff.
Mesdames, I feel compelled to declare how much I enjoy, admittedly in a somewhat naughty and voyeuristic way, eavesdropping on your virtual blogversations. You are both mahvellouz!!
FiL
Oh, FiL, you are too kind. We're really quite ridiculous!
FiL, you'd totally laugh (and not in a polite way) if you knew the entirety of what we were talking about. ;)
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