This was the final Monday of Manimal’s 3-week December residency at the Echo. I arrived part-way through Sister Crayon’s set and was pleased to be there—it was cold outside! They sounded a bit like Portishead and they’re a fun band at which to look. There was a big guy wandering around the crowd, frequently remarking that they made his nipples hard.
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SISTER CRAYON + VOICES VOICES + CORRIDOR + MOONRATS @ THE ECHO
December 24th, 2009 · No Comments
WE ARE THE WORLD + RAINBOW ARABIA @ THE ECHO
December 18th, 2009 · 1 Comment
We Are the World started their set on Monday in flowing white burkas, complete with capes and little square hats like the Shriners wear. I was trying to figure out how to describe their look (KKK-esque? Like whirling dervishes?) when Manimal’s Paul Beahan whispered into my ear: “it’s like Chef Boyardee on acid!” …Of course! Everything Manimal Vinyl does is like something-or-other on acid. Beahan’s label is the bulwark of left-coast psychedelia for the early 21st century—a new psychedelia that seems to be more influenced by raves and millennial tension than by drum circles and love-ins. Accordingly, the byword on this night was “mesmerizing.”
VIDEO: WE ARE THE WORLD "CLAY STONES"
December 15th, 2009 · No Comments
Pre-Order: We Are The World – Clay Stones (LPxCD)
VIDEO: WARPAINT "STARS"
October 22nd, 2009 · 1 Comment
We interviewed Warpaint way way back (while at least one of them was driving around in a convertible, if memory serves) and you can read that here while you enjoy their brand-new video for “Stars” off their Exquisite Corpse EP out now on Manimal!
NEW VIDEO: HECUBA 'MAGIC'
October 15th, 2009 · 2 Comments
MANIMAL FEST 2009 IN PICTURES
October 12th, 2009 · 7 Comments
Even in a jumpsuit with enough pockets for the apocalypse, no one is fully equipped for this weekend. People will lose flutes in teepees and see alligators in guitar-neck shadows chomping on the heads of musicians; and emerge from Pioneertown alleys on Sunday morning without pants.
MANIMAL FESTIVAL BY DREW DENNY @ PAPPY & HARRIET'S
October 12th, 2009 · 41 Comments
Finding the teepee involved receiving intentionally vague directions from two groups of kids, navigating a sudden neighborhood with way too many lawn ornaments, and sneaking into someone’s backyard via a labyrinthine system of wooden gates I opened by tugging on bits of fishing wire tied into little loops. Inside the teepee we found Matt as well as Ed Sharpe (“Has anyone seen my metal flute?!! Who took my magical flute?!”) and a pack of orgasmic chickies in face paint.
