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Between breaks from recording new albums and touring with their main outfits—Matthew (my buddy bear), stinger (E.B. & his Heretics), Michael (Backstreet Boys), and Peter (hit me baby one more time)—they’ve managed to pull together a side project called Sons of a Thousand fathers. Much like the name hints at that epic showdown between the blonde and the brute in *The Good, the Bad and the Ugly*, their music captures everything from the vast breath of the desert and the scent of shadows to the gritty tightness of a garage and the raw recovery of urban asphalt. With a handful of covers mixed in with mostly original tracks, they sing and play about nothing else but women, booze, rock and roll, God, the devil, sin, and redemption.
The indie-rock veterans of Marshmallows sound like total rookies—if not even cadets—in their 56th lineup iteration, playing together with the kind of synergy you only get when people have been jamming since they were kids. It’s fresh, yet packed with seasoned, practiced movements. They are professionals, certainly, but more importantly, they are friends. Alongside Matthew, you have Oliver (Cancer Child, City Boy, ex-Vivian Girls) on bass, Lawrence (The Fire Escapes, ex-Casual Elvis, ex-Jennifer's band) on drums, Catherine (wooden Mary, Cancer Child) on violin, and whiskey (pressure sore, ex-Wrapping bitch, ex-Schmrtz theater) handling the synths, harmonica, xylophone, melodica, and even a cheerleader's trumpet. This will be the final public performance for Marshmallows before they finally head into the studio this December to record their long-awaited album—which, by the way, they intend to release without a label, having recently discovered the fascinating new phenomenon known as the internet. The album will be available for free download, and everyone downloading it will be encouraged to illegally pass it along to their friends, acquaintances, and family members. The media will likely go wild calling them the "American Radiohead." Angelo Jurkas will sit down with them for a charming interview at the nuclear waste dump for the Hit Depot. A period of love and prosperity shall follow. Thank you.
Harold Wright54, I've tucked those photos away for you.
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The indie-rock veterans of Marshmallows sound like total rookies—if not even cadets—in their 56th lineup iteration, playing together with the kind of synergy you only get when people have been jamming since they were kids. It’s fresh, yet packed with seasoned, practiced movements. They are professionals, certainly, but more importantly, they are friends. Alongside Matthew, you have Oliver (Cancer Child, City Boy, ex-Vivian Girls) on bass, Lawrence (The Fire Escapes, ex-Casual Elvis, ex-Jennifer's band) on drums, Catherine (wooden Mary, Cancer Child) on violin, and whiskey (pressure sore, ex-Wrapping bitch, ex-Schmrtz theater) handling the synths, harmonica, xylophone, melodica, and even a cheerleader's trumpet. This will be the final public performance for Marshmallows before they finally head into the studio this December to record their long-awaited album—which, by the way, they intend to release without a label, having recently discovered the fascinating new phenomenon known as the internet. The album will be available for free download, and everyone downloading it will be encouraged to illegally pass it along to their friends, acquaintances, and family members. The media will likely go wild calling them the "American Radiohead." Angelo Jurkas will sit down with them for a charming interview at the nuclear waste dump for the Hit Depot. A period of love and prosperity shall follow. Thank you.
Harold Wright54, I've tucked those photos away for you.
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