From their forthcoming album At War with the Mystics, the Lips trade the 10cc-on-ecstasy of Yoshima Battles the Pink Robots for, well, XTC-on-ecstasy here, with a dash of the Beach Boys.
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Author: David Medsker (Page 91 of 96)
…to Deadie Van Halen.
We have nothing more to say.
(For other, even more frightening shots of Eddie Bender, go here. )
From the time it took me, all thirty seconds or so, to go from the publicist’s email — hyping the band that’s going to be on radio stations “all across the planet” or some such nonsense — to here, I have already forgotten the name of the band in question. East City Outlaws, I think? West End Girls? Something like that. (Just doublechecked the link, and the band gave themselves the oh-so clever name Edge City Outlaws.) But the video they made, a black & white homage to playing in a rock band, drinking whiskey, and being up to your eyeballs in tail no matter how pug fugly you are, will pump the blood of any red-blooded male regardless how much the song sucks ass. It’s unclear why they even bother censoring themselves (a circle with an X pops up when the camera looks up a girl’s skirt, twice) since the vid isn’t anywhere near MTV-friendly. Why not embrace the full extent of your amateur porn fetish?
You can find a link to the video here. Our suggestion: watch the video with the sound down and play Andrew WK’s “Party Hard” instead. Same message, better results.
…and that band is Stereo Fuse.
Our publicist drops me an email and asks me to find a home for this CD he received by a band called Stereo Fuse. So I hit their MySpace page, and took a look at the bands that they have opened for (and will continue to open for, if there is any sense of right and wrong in the universe): Dishwalla, Creed, Default, Nine Days, Uncle Kracker, Evanescence, Sister Hazel and Lifehouse. That’s pretty much the Lollapalooza show that’s waiting for me in hell, right there.
And yet, somehow, Stereo Fuse are even worse. There is not an original thought, note, vocal, arrangement, anything about this band. Even their name sucks ass, and they all look ridiculous, with one guy with a soul patch, the other with the backwards baseball cap and the moustache-less beard, and the long-haired hippie. Of course, their MySpace page is crawling with hot chicks. Hot chicks with bad, bad taste.
The music industry can blame downloading all they want for what’s causing the sharp drop in sales, but the truth is, it’s bands like this that are killing them, because they make people not care about music anymore. Someone, please, clone Seymour Stein and Chris Blackwell, until there are enough copies of both of them to run every label. Otherwise, prepare for some label troglodyte to tell an up and coming band, “Well, if you really want to be stars, you’d try to sound more like Stereo Fuse.” Heaven help us.
So Death Cab for Cutie is making a video for every song on their most recent album Plans, and the newest one to hit the Web is for second single “Crooked Teeth.” Someone clearly watched Peter Gabriel’s “Sledgehammer” a few times before setting this one up. But as they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and this is a pretty good imitation.
You can view the clip here. Enjoy.
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