Space! The final frontier! These are the voyages of Ronald Regan, Carl Sagan, and the dogship Enterprise! To Hunt Club on July 12 you should go — BOLDLY GO — to help us in our continuing mission: To bring peace, weird music, and epic booty-shakin’ to the furthest corners of the galaxy!
One of the more mischievous songs on Crooked House, “Ichabod” kicks-off the final third of the album with a darkly humorous spasm of irony and dread.
Eric has written more than a few songs about nightmares he’s had, and this is one of those. He told me about the dream once, and it’s all there in the song-lyric. He’s walking in the woods, surrounded by strange creatures and predators. A shadow approaches him — the baddest of all the creatures — and offers to make him a deal for his safety. So he makes the deal, and indeed the… Continue reading
…And here we are at Track of the Week #5! If you’ve been following this series, you may have noticed that I’ve been alternating each week between Eric’s songs and my own. It’s another Eric week, so I thought I’d post about the Eric song which brought me into the band, and which seems to be his biggest “hit” overall:
“I Know” is a bristling, chugging, crunchy slab of indie-rock, draped with feedback and ethereal harmonies. It’s equal parts punk-metal and shoegaze, owing much to bands like Hum and Deftones, but with a melodic sensibility of its own… Continue reading
Come out, fine people of Tulsa, and join the piper at the gates of Spring, here to witness the ritual sacrifice of the lamb upon the verdant altar! Or, simply join Dachshund and Move Trio at Hunt Club for a jovial evening of good tunes, cheap brews, and fine friends! Spring is here! So are we! Come celebrate with us! No cover!
