Friday, May 14, 2010

Van Helsing Boombox; Man Man

The band's website says on its frontpage:

“MAN MAN” is an experimental band which has its origin in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA. Their musical genre is characterized through its experimental rock, their musical style, however, described as Viking-vaudeville, maniac Gypsy Jazz. Furthermore the band is known for their exuberant live performances since it was founded in 2003. When performing, every member of the band dresses in a white outfit as well as wears specific war paint.

Moreover it has to be said that the band uses pseudonyms for their members. So the front man of “MAN MAN” is called Honus Honus (real name: Ryan Kattner). The other members of the band are Pow Pow (real name: Christopher Powell), Critter Crat (formerly known as “Crougar”, real name: Russell Higbee), and Chang Wang (real name: Billy Dufala). Prior to deciding on the band name “MAN MAN”, the band was named “Gamelon” and for a while “Magic Blood”.

According to Wikipedia, "The album was placed on Obscure Sound's list of the best albums of 2006 at number 34 and Pitchfork's list of the top 50 albums of 2006 at number 20; (...) Pitchfork Media also listed the song 'Van Helsing Boombox' as the 350th best song of the 2000's."

Here it's the Man Man MySpace for you who became interested in the band. ^^
Only time will tell if I'll allow
the scenery around to eat me alive

I want to sleep for weeks like a dog at her feet
even though I know it won't work out in the long run
so I burn down the wall, breathe my good shadow
those arms I once knew, hold me like gold
I learn how to speak a forgotten language
I fall in the sea but forget how to swim

When anything that's anything becomes nothing that's
everything
and nothing is the only thing you ever seem to have

but only time will tell if I'll allow
the scenery around to eat me alive

I want to sleep for weeks like a dog at her feet
even though I know it won't work out in the long run
so I burn down the bone, breathe my good shadow
those arms I once knew, hold me like gold
I learn how to speak a defeated language
I fall in the street as I howl at the moon

When anything that's anything becomes nothing that's
everything
and nothing is the only thing you ever seem to have




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