It takes a lot for me to get excited about a new band. Which is interesting because I live in Austin, TX- one of the best places to see new and pre-fucked by the diseased penis’ of major corporations music. However, I’m super stoked to check out the sold-out Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros at The Independent @ 501 Studios tonight. So stoked that I put on my recently purchased 60’s cream tunic for the show tonight, totally not realizing that I now look like Luke Skywalker.
Chocolate Candy Jesus Christ
Not only is this band exciting and unique, but for me, they tap into my deeply rooted fascination with the faux traveling-Evangelical-Americana-thang. I would totally change my name to “Iyzebel” and leave my life behind to travel on the road with this band. I would concoct some sort of “miracle drink” and hock it on the side of the road wearing a dress made out of rice bags.
Every aspect of their music- the gazillion member band, the diversity of their voices, the layers of traditional and uncommonly used instruments, the seemingly haphazard noises in the background all make for a fresh musical experience . Their music paints a vivid portrait in your head of a life that you’ve never lived, but always wanted to. A life that consists of you, your honey, and the open road.
Edward is great and all, but I can’t get over the auditory wisdom and sexiness that pours out of Jade Castrinos. Man, I envisioned this weathered and tethered female Johnny Cash circa 1965 and THEN I READ SHE WAS A YOUNG GIRL THAT WORKED AT AMERICAN APPAREL AND I WAS LIKE, “DEAR LORD NO!”