Its Cinco De Mayo, you’re slizzard, you’re supposed to play in Puzzle Mansion in a quick minute, but isn’t everyone? But you decide it is maybe best to sit back, keep sucking on the 16 OZ Bud Lite Limes and let your music community know how you really feel by recommending obscure Boston bands. Looks like the Hassle got hacked or something, so you’re left with KLYAM.
Let’s start with Request Freebird. I love Request with a lot of my heart because I always have hated solo acoustic acts. Request plays electric, and his songs chord-wise are easy to play and he makes it no mystery by posting what they are on his Bandcamp. But that is not important. I’ve heard “sad” tossed around, by the singer and his followers, but to me he speaks of realities, that blend his own subjective experience – walking to Korn concerts – with stuff that pretty much all us teens and 20-somethings and 50-somethings know a thing about. So all this shit, might make you think, well you are describing what you first said you hate. I’m not a sing-a-longer, or clap a long-er, but Request is the ultimate exception. Something about his performance and music in general is like a light switch turning on or a magnet, just very attracted to its simple, ultra modern story telling, of a guy who has been doing his own thing, perhaps very awkwardly, for years. My first Request experience was at Wicked Mess, but the essence of it all – the artist who has been called ACLU Benefit and Field of Sheep – is something I’ve witnessed many a time over the past couple years. We first met on the Orange Line coming home from a Halloween show at the Elks. Our most recent non-show meetup was in front of a Whole Foods and culminated at an unopened golf course.
Tiffany’s House – damn I wish Bandcamp had an auto-replay function or something, for stuff like this. Never seen The House, maybe this weekend. Kind of like a Request thing going on, at least for my interpretation’s sake. Very Bedroom but instead of guitars and ukuleles or whatever, The House seems to just work with a keyboard and voice. The song DIRT up on the ole BC is a SONG. Hilarious bizzaro existential/lonely lyrics, minimal Dream elements. A chill JANE LA ONDA , more stretching less rambunctious physicality. Choice material.
Birthing Hips – Is there a Band Like Birthing Hips? Not that I’ve seen, not for my money. A group that can do whatever and I trust in ’em fully. That tells you shit and I’m glad. Like I’m glad that I am suckering you into reading this and you see the name BIRTHING HIPS , and you think folk ? World music ? No, I don’t know anything about music. But I think they have their shit together. There are a lot of CHANGES, a lot of ””WEird”’ things going on that you don’t see in a typical four piece incarnation, But in that way it is Psychedelic. You can’t keep up. Carrie guides the way, and her band holds no prisoners. The unpredictable gets me everytime and I hope it gets U!!!!!!!