by Inlander Staff & r & & r & The Breakupsodist
So the Eurhapsodist will gig no more, which is sad. Before you shed the single tear that symbolizes the proud sorrow that comes from watching the decay of our musical landscape, know that the breakup may be launching singer Karli Fairbanks' solo career. Her first show at Caterina would have been Eurhapsodist's last. She's with the Ian Fays and Adam David Saturday.
Video of the Conchords
Two New Zealanders walk into an HBO special ... stop me if you've heard this one. One's a square-jawed, gap-toothed Outback Steakhouse spokesperson, the other isn't. They're singers. Traveling minstrels. They play humorous folk songs, except they don't suck like everyone else who plays humorous folk songs. Peep them at the newly Googleized YouTube. Search "Flight of the Conchords." Tell them Steve sent ya.
Children of a Greater Blog
We go months without overtly endorsing Web-based content, then one week we go and drop back-to-back sites. But you need to check out daytrotter.com. It's the rare place that has all the junk you want -- free mp3s, weekly bios of filthy artists -- while still maintaining the philosophical idealism that marks true fandom. The cynicism so rampant in pop crit has never felt so flaccid and reactionary as when the guys at daytrotter say absurdly earnest things like "Plight is, like, the basis for music". It's a rare Web-based treat. Consume it.
Cooleyhighcorrection
So remember last week how we said Boys II Men's Nathan Morris was the skinny one? He's not. He's the one with perpetual sunglasses. We regret the error.
So the Eurhapsodist will gig no more, which is sad. Before you shed the single tear that symbolizes the proud sorrow that comes from watching the decay of our musical landscape, know that the breakup may be launching singer Karli Fairbanks' solo career. Her first show at Caterina would have been Eurhapsodist's last. She's with the Ian Fays and Adam David Saturday.
Video of the Conchords
Two New Zealanders walk into an HBO special ... stop me if you've heard this one. One's a square-jawed, gap-toothed Outback Steakhouse spokesperson, the other isn't. They're singers. Traveling minstrels. They play humorous folk songs, except they don't suck like everyone else who plays humorous folk songs. Peep them at the newly Googleized YouTube. Search "Flight of the Conchords." Tell them Steve sent ya.
Children of a Greater Blog
We go months without overtly endorsing Web-based content, then one week we go and drop back-to-back sites. But you need to check out daytrotter.com. It's the rare place that has all the junk you want -- free mp3s, weekly bios of filthy artists -- while still maintaining the philosophical idealism that marks true fandom. The cynicism so rampant in pop crit has never felt so flaccid and reactionary as when the guys at daytrotter say absurdly earnest things like "Plight is, like, the basis for music". It's a rare Web-based treat. Consume it.
Cooleyhighcorrection
So remember last week how we said Boys II Men's Nathan Morris was the skinny one? He's not. He's the one with perpetual sunglasses. We regret the error.
