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Wild ZOo. The John Wesley Coleman video game
Get into the ZOo and play this F-ing game. Defeat the evil lunacy!
Here’s the straight up link to the book and tunes.
A review for the 7” we recently put out by Sands Hollow.
http://styrofoamdrone.com/2011/04/13/sands-hollow-watch-yourself-7/#more-7673
Clearly in an Austin Arts heavyyy mood, but this is also happening Saturday, with more than a few of our favorite moving picture makers in town. Free looping videos from 5-10. Drag someone out of their house for this, even if it’s yourself.
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Pillow Queens!
Aug 14 08
They’ll be on tour in September.
Their Record will be released sooooooon…
Much like the title of their debut LP Kookoolegit, the Pillow Queens are an incongruous mix that makes for musical sense. Brought together by chance, the self-proclaimed “reality band” comprised of Duncan Malashock (vocals, guitars), Will Slack (vocals, guitars), Carolyn Cunningham (drums) and Eric Loftis’ (bass) was formed in 2007. At first glance, they’re a bus stop—strangers on a stage—then comes a song like Regional Flute with a captivating rhythm that unifies all their singular talents. By turns ironic, incredulous, gleeful and reflective, the twelve tracks on Kookoolegit build on each other like chapters in a book, culminating in a tale that brings humor to the mundane, and finds meaning in fragmented images of a subverted reality.
