I never remember anything. I seriously have the worst memory ever. Thankfully, as a writer, I have long since developed the habit of writing reminder notes to myself about things that I should follow up on.
Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep, so I cleaned my room. As I picked up some mugs from my dresser, I saw a cd atop a stack of promo things etc that I hadn't gotten around to yet.
And the name, it was familiar. I looked through a pile of notes (also on my dresser-- I really need to be more organized), I saw the name:
Superhumanoids. Written down a few days ago after hearing them on the internets from a music blog. The cd, however, had lain in my possession since I saw
The Franks open up for Shout Out Louds. After the gig, I was talking to their lead singer about
doing an interview and before I left, he insisted that I take a demo cd, of his two bandmates' other band.
Just goes to show you, you really should trust talented musicians when they tell you about something. Lest you be a few months off the radar.
LA's Superhumanoids are like a dreamy, destination-free joy ride through a clear summer night. They remind me a little bit of Beach House, but the male vocals are a dead ringer for Meric Long from SF psych-folk trio The Dodos, but softer, like he's singing underneath his breath. Their
Urgency EP lies somewhere between LCD Soundsystem and Pulp. The band has a dynamic similar to The Pains of Being Pure At Heart, but the music is less jangly, more casually cool, like Phantogram.
So grab a partner and glide onto the dance floor, these beats have a shelf life of three hours.
Superhumanoids - Persona [mp3]Superhumanoids - Dangerous Strangers [mp3]visit them on
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I never remember anything. I seriously have the worst memory ever. Thankfully, as a writer, I have long since developed the habit of writing reminder notes to myself about things that I should follow up on.
LA's Superhumanoids are like a dreamy, destination-free joy ride through a clear summer night. They remind me a little bit of Beach House, but the male vocals are a dead ringer for Meric Long from SF psych-folk trio The Dodos, but softer, like he's singing underneath his breath. Their Urgency EP lies somewhere between LCD Soundsystem and Pulp. The band has a dynamic similar to The Pains of Being Pure At Heart, but the music is less jangly, more casually cool, like Phantogram.
this book gives excellent insight into the inner workings of three of my musical heroes, and exactly what was going on during the recording of various songs/albums.
