STRANGE BOYZ II MEN

Ryan Sambol and Greg Enlow, my two favorite members of my favorite band, have defected from The Strange Boys and joined some friends to form Living Grateful.  They have been playing shows in the Austin area since late summer and now they have two singles up on YouTube.  Check them out below and be on the lookout for a new album early next year.



Living Grateful - I Was Close (Official Video) 


Living Grateful - James Not 

TIGER WAVES RELEASE NEW SINGLE, HEAD FOR DALLAS

I just told you about Tiger Waves a couple of weeks ago and I already get to give you more brilliance.  'It Could Never Stop' was released today and I'm more convinced than ever that these bros are destined for good things.

The guys are also coming to DFW for a couple of shows this week: 

Tuesday 9/27 University of Dallas (house show).   1700 E Northgate Dr. #2039 Irving.  w/ Ezra Pound & the Wonder Zoos, Paper Carousel- $5 admission includes keg access.  **Recommended for everyone who doesn't want to spend a shitload to see Panda Bear at Granada.**

Thursday 9/29 - Abbey Underground in Denton.  100 W Walnut, Denton (Located behind The Abbey Inn on Denton Square)

Get the new single, and be the first to own a Tiger Waves SHIRT!!!

Tiger Waves - It Could Never Stop - 2011



ONLY GOOD BANDS HAVE ANIMAL NAMES

There is something absolutely fucking brilliant about a possible album of the year candidate that doesn't even spell the name of their album correctly on the cover art. 

Meet Tiger Waves... pop, indie, surf, rock, orgasm.



Tiger Waves - Only Good Bands Have Animal Names - 2011



BIO:

"Tiger Waves was birthed on the Internet in the spring of 2011. At that time James worked for NASA in the Department of Theoretical Cosmic Physics in Austin, TX and spent his days paying bills and playing with his little dog Pierre. Meanwhile, Reid studied continental philosophy in Chicago and avoided the cold weather whenever possible by staying inside and deconstructing his experience of the cold. After a freak shuttle accident, James was hit on the head and began believing that he was either Phil Spector (on a good day) or Syd Barrett (on a bad day). To play into these delusions, Reid went along with it claiming that he was in fact Brian Wilson. Then, on a whim, these two friends began emailing each other, in mp3 form, fragments of their songs: half written melodies, chord progressions, drum beats, and so forth. Slowly and surely—as the sonic layers were piled atop one other—the fragments began to take shape and look, each day, less and less like isolated bits of music and more and more like finished songs. Harmonies were added to melodies, distorted slide guitar solos were overdubbed on top of fuzzed out verses, Humphrey Bogart’s voice, dripping with delay, was inserted into the background of folksy funeral ballads, stream of consciousness lyrics were quietly sung in dark and sullen dorm rooms in desperate attempts not to wake the roommate. This went on and on, week after week—nearly ad infinitum it seemed. These songs, with all of their chaotic bedlam and wry humor, are the product of that secluded and protracted process. We, of course, hope you enjoy it."