A slice of stompy psych-rock with plentiful tambourines and rich, undulating waves of FUZZ. I also made a video featuring my glove puppet and alter-ego Fluffy, if you want the full gesamskunstwerk 'sperience.
Sometimes you just wanna turn your diddley bow around and bang on it, y'now? Video here. [more inside]
This is the third in a three part installment here at MeFiMu of diddley bow/stomp box tunes from The Pink Cow. Straight outta Shee-boo-ya, Toe-kee-yo, Jay-pan! Video here. [more inside]
Another tune with the one-stringer and ye olde stomp box, from deepest Shibuya. All the ghosts in Alabama are singin' it... Video here. [more inside]
Just in under the wire for September's "transpo" Challenge theme.
Crazy drunken hootenanny, with myself on the saxophone. My friends' band, A Million Kittens Inc.
I had promised Sarah I would write her a song. Granted, that was while we were dating. We're not anymore. But I did promise, and she is a superly awesome person, wholly deserving of a song. The chorus comes from a facecloth we found in a dollar store, and it's words, three of which being nonexistent, can be found within the bowels of this music post.
With regards to the post on embarrassing web moments of yesterday: I made this quite a while ago for some friends who loved the clip of the grape stomping reporter. The first 13 seconds are ok, the rest is just agonizing.
More low quality, drunken Bluegrass with The Failsworth Pilgrims. Recorded the same night we recorded Diamond Joe - only slightly more sober. We always opened our shows with this one because it lends itself to soundchecking so well. Another rough mix, although we did go back later (drunker) and add the super-camp backing vocals