Stuart A. Staples
Like Leonard Cohen or Peter Murphy or Nick Cave, Stuart A. Staples has a deep voice that holds onto notes long enough for each to resonate in that dolorous section of the brain. Add a little slow organ underneath, to…
Apollo Up!
What's not to love about Cincinnati in the summertime? You can climb the Purple People Bridge, paddle the Ohio River, or hear a whole lot of Apollo Up! The Nashville trio of Jereme Frey (drums), Mike Shepherd (bass), and Jay…
Lily Allen
Is Lily Allen the English Nellie McKay? I don't know, but I do know that she's impossibly cute with an appealing slangy English accent. She plays a lot of ska/island beats, which don't normally grab me but do seem to…
A Response to “Fiery Furnaces Blow”
Ha ha ha! Good stuff, Seamus. I do disagree with you, as you guessed since I raved about The Fiery Furnaces when Bitter Tea came out, but I understand your position. I even appreciate it. The Friedbergers definitely won’t appeal to most people, and that’s a good thing; at least to me. I find it hard to get any personal feelings for art that does have mass appeal.
When I was a kid, I didn’t listen to pop or rock. I didn’t even really listen to the radio. Sometimes I’d tune into the oldies station, but mostly I played those goofy Dr. Demento tapes we got from the Daniel Boone library, or the gooey sweet Weird Al albums we bought at Peaches Records.
Fiery Furnaces Blow
This post is probably going to stir up a hornet’s nest, especially from my fellow monkeys, but after watching Matthew and Eleanor Friedberger shriek through a monotone set at Desdemona this past weekend, I have one thing to say: the Fiery Furnaces suck.