The Best Band You Haven't Heard Yet
Dude from Ticonderoga, who were pretty awesome, has a new band called the Bowerbirds*, who're straight-up great. I saw them at Bull City Records last week; their three-part harmonies were the sweetest singing I have heard from an indie band maybe ever. Their recordings to date are quite good, though they don't quite do full justice to just how gorgeous their voices are when experienced all in the same space. The melodies, though, could have been recorded on a dictaphone and it wouldn't matter: dude has got the goods. The lyrics, the singing both solo and in magnificent unbelievable nobody's-doing-stuff-this-cool trio unison, the wistul groove. The letter-perfect choruses. They are my favorite new band in forever. They have a Myspace here, which has the entire EP on it; I shudder when I think of people hearing great music through Myspace pages rather than in person or on a decent stereo, but then again, I shudder for the sheer glee of it sometimes. Should you be short on time, the songs to go for first are "My Oldest Memory" (which reminds me of a more earthbound Sea & Cake) and "In Our Talons" (which is too good to describe in any way, except to say that the chorus will make the sentimental among you cry). New York residents should not miss these guys at Pete's Candy Store on the 12th, anyhow. Given a quiet warm room and your attention, they can do simply amazing things.
*possibly actually called "Bowerbirds" but we here at LPTJ, it is no secret, think that eschewing the definite article is total bullshit, and refuse to honor any instances of this ridiculous tactic. "Thrones," "Swans," dozens of others whose names I have forgotten on purpose just to teach them a lesson: what the fuck, you guys. What is the point. Don't answer that. Just embrace the "the." K thx bye.
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