I have a question for all of you indie kids: what is with the bandana? I get the whole skinny jeans, converse kicks, and [insert vintage thrift store tee shirt here], but the bandana is completely mystifying to me. Scarf? Sure. Headband? Fine. But a bandana around the neck? Is there a secret underground Kanye West following in the indie world? Members only? Do ultra-chic indie kids get ‘tapped’ into an upper echelon society of bandana-wearing hipsters? I saw at least five such bandanas around the necks of band members and fans at the Evangelicals [Official Site, MySpace] show Wednesday night. They played with The Parenthetical Girls [Official Site, MySpace]and Matt Mays & El Torpedo [Official Site, MySpace].
The vocals of Scott Reitherman from Throw Me The Statue [Official Site, MySpace] have an uncanny likeness to John McCrea of Cake. They are more pop and raw than the above-mentioned, and with less horns and more cheer. What’s also nice is that each instrument is distinguishable, yet creates a delightful fuzzy sort of musing state for the listener. This is such the case with their track “About to Walk.”
Don’t be played for the fool: with Throw Me The Statue, you can have your Cake and eat it too. And now a bit more on the song in question.
The Blue Album. It arrived in the mail on a sunny summers day back in 1994. I had ordered it through the music mail service BMG. At 13 years old, I had no idea who they were, but I liked the color of the cover. On the day it arrived, I grabbed my radio and stuffed it in the kitchen window that overlooked our small deck. I briefly battled with the CD packaging and cranked the volume (no one was home), and pressed play. I was instantly taken with “My Name is Jonas.” Lying in the sun, I listened to the album over and over that day. It was a glorious introduction to geek rock, and I will forever associate the album with gorgeous summer weather and youth.
I more or less stuck with Weezer. I was infatuated with The Green Album, backslidden during the Pinkerton and Maladroit eras, renewed my faith with Make Believe, and have instantly fallen for The Red Album. And now, fourteen years later I can finally say that I have seen them live. Here’s the breakdown.
Credit: Dasein, Red Elephant
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Minipop: Official Site, MySpace
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