
This is a hellacious week that is going to leave me with very little time to do the things I like, such as procrastinate and rapidly update this site. I wonder if professors think they’re so cool by attempting to cram in as much work as possible before Spring Break.. probably so. Before I get back to the books I have a short song by a nifty band out of Liverpool that’ll tug at your Parisian heart: Hot Club De Paris!
This band likes to play the whole “who are we – we’re an enigma!” game, which works for them quite well. I don’t know much about them so read an excerpt from their creative biography that was (probably) spawned from boredom:
Hot Club de Paris went on a rampage; they shot up the border guards, hijacked a horse and cart and galloped down the fault line leaving the peasants on the dirt road confused and breathless. They took their shirts off and shrugged in the silence of brand new bloodshed. They danced cheek to cheek with all the pretty girls of the day. They were gentlemen; aloof and serious, camp and devious.
[MP3] Hot Club De Paris – Your Face Looks All Wrong
Being careful to not get swept away in the musical filler that frequents many pop/rock outfits, this song is the musical defintion of quick and efficient. Hot Club De Paris make use of a short musical intro followed up with abrupt music notes and clever lyrics that’ll light up your speakers like the Blitzkrieg over London. Unlike the devastating aftermath of the Blitzkrieg, this diddy will leave you in a chipper mood wishing that the British outfit would extend the track beyond the brief 2:15 timeframe. They’re currently on a tour of the U.K. with Dirty Pretty Things followed by a rockin’ five day stint at SXSW!
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