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Colony House, something Britain won’t again have

Felipe — Wed, 28 Sep 2016 13:00:47 +0000

Since today is the 3rd day before the weekend, and no one wants to work when they know they will be shootin’ off roman candles and hittin’ the slip’n’slide, now mindlessly staring at a monitor in perpetuity, we need happy and mindless tunes. And as for our friends in the UK, they need happy and mindless tunes to take their minds off of… well, where do we start..? Seems they got a jump on being mindless a when they mindlessly voted themselves out of the EU and made us all regret having invested in the stock market. So, thanks for that. They mindlessly played themselves right out of the Euro soccer tournament to lil’ ole Iceland. And now they are turning their minds off in hopes that all of this is a dream and that we Yankees join them in their horrible decision making come November so they can return to pointing their finger and laughing at our incredulity. So to remind our British buddies they’ll never have another colony (and will most likely lose Northern Ireland and Scotland in the coming year), is the four-piece rock band from Tennessee, Colony House. Named after the apartment complex that somehow all members of the band have lived in at some point in their lives. The Chapman brothers, who founded the band, are the sons of the quite famous Christian music singer, Steven Curtis Chapman (20 studio albums, 2 certified platinum, 7 gold, and 48 #1 hits on Christian radio, along with a bajillion awards). Haven’t heard of him? Ya, me neither.

Speaking of Tennessee, if you didn’t know the Volunteer State had some hilarious laws, here’s some examples of what we pay our lawmakers to do: (my fave) the only animal it’s legal to shoot out of your car window is a whale; in Oneida, it’s technically illegal for a woman to call a man and ask him on a date (not like they would anyways); it is legal to gather and consume roadkill (finally); hollow logs may not be sold (huh?); it’s illegal to share your Netflix password (my sister would be furious); and carrying a skunk across state lines is also illegal (keep yours on a leash instead). OH ya, interracial marriage is still illegal (although not enforced). Contact your congressperson.

Feli Says Tennessee is weird.

Long Weekends for Winners

Felipe — Tue, 06 Sep 2016 16:30:51 +0000

It was Friday before a long weekend, and like most of you, I’m wasn’t actually working. My computer monitor might not even have be on, I wouldn’t know. People walk by your cube, you furiously hit ALT+TAB!! ALT+TAB!! (Where’s that fake excel sheet!? pick up the phone…) “…oh yes Frank. ya’know.., we’ve gotta maximize work time efficiencies and markets and synergizations… No no… totally.” So as we fake worked our way in to the weekend, we actually needed to get things organized so as to properly initiate vacay. Fun swim trunks? Good, good. Next: adequate driving/lounging/fiesta-ing music is required. But since it’s a Fake Work Friday (#FWF – btw I just invented that, feel free to use it) I needed the path of least resistance (re: “do as little work as possible”) for the weekend’s hot jams. Reaching back to previously featured artists seemed like my best bet. Getting me started was Midnight To Monaco, originally featured back in June. These duders have been releasing real fun(ky) tracks all summer. Next was Logic, originally featured back in October 2014 (ya… that’s 2 years ago), who has been blowing up the last year, and here is featured on Big Gigantic’s new track “All of Me.” Then we’ve got Get Inuit’s new track “Teriyaki,” whose fuzzy-pop is rather infectious. Closing out the official “Feli’s End of Summer Four Track Playlist” is a Country Swag prize from Brett Young and his mega-hit off his debut EP – “Sleep Without You.” Impossible not to smile during that one. And don’t try and be tough. Everyone secretly likes country. Just conform already.

So that’s what Feli Said. But since he’s lazy on #FWF, he didn’t get around to posting till today.

Don’t be a Bleach; get Bleached

Felipe — Wed, 06 Apr 2016 15:30:19 +0000

LoFi gritty beach tunes are all the rage these days and LA seems to produce them with a certain regularity. Sisters Jessica and Jennifer Clavin write sun-drenched LA rock songs and form the foundation of (surprise, surprise!) LA outfit Bleached (named “Bleached” for always bleaching their jean jackets and blonde hair – shoulda called themselves the “Bleach Boys”). The only time they can write their emo love songs is when they’re going through some weird times (no one wants to listen to you sing about how happy you are! How unrelatable! … I guess unless it’s rap and country; spinners and bottles and jacked up trucks and hot ladies are all happy AND relatable. So nvm my theory I guess). Anyways, Jen (that’s what her buds call her) wants to be in a relationship, but being in a band and on the road is super tough, so she gets inspired to write while on tour. Add that with being a Scorpio… and ya… watch out for that rollercoaster. Here are some Scorpio buzz words thanks to Zodiac-Signs-Astrology.com: loyal, jealous, passionate, resourceful, suspicious, observant, manipulative, dynamic, and unyielding. Wow… FBI/serial killer!? Both? Oh ya. first two quotes: “Scorpios are fiercely independent” and “Relationships with Scorpios are always complicated […] a series of extremes.”

Don’t Say Feli didn’t warn you

Be Polite like Willie J Healey

Felipe — Tue, 20 Oct 2015 15:57:32 +0000

Oxford Rock ‘n’ Stroller Willie J Healey is fresh off his debut EP and out with a new single. Channeling Mac De Marco, the hazy surf-rockin’ 20 year old records his jams fully in his garage, hoping it comes out “like The Beach Boys mixed with Meatloaf, maybe.” THAT is a mix… Best part about WJH is his ride. He was going to buy a van, ended up coming home with an old limo…. which he says is dope for like, showing up to gigs in, but a tad impractical when popping to the store for some milk. That said, 2nd best is how polite the young man is. With regards to his garage recordings, and his limo, below an actual apology note he wrote to his neighbors:

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“Dear Neighbour,

I’m writing to apologise for my recent behaviour, and to set the record straight on a few things. It turns out that sound-proofing a garage is pretty damn hard and to get the guitar tone I like I have to turn my amp up all the way, otherwise it sounds like the beach boys throwing up. All at the same time. In harmony. I’m sure you understand. I am particularly embarrassed about the burger wrapper that blew into your pond. Who knew fish would want to eat that stuff?

Anyway, I hope they’re now ok. I think I’ve managed to recover all of the clothes that were taken from your clothes-line. I personally didn’t find it funny when Eddy dressed up in your wife’s clothes, but you’re only 20 once. Unfortunately the midnight tones are essential – but I’ll be more selective about who I invite over in the future.

I’ll also try to be more careful about knocking your bins over with my car. The trouble is that it’s quite long and really awkward to turn. Oh and for those who asked, I call it surf rock. But whatever, Homemade stuff all sounds the same to me. Come hang with me sometime.

Willie”

Only Real – Yesterdays

Felipe — Wed, 29 Apr 2015 19:58:26 +0000

Consisting of “Only Real Guys” from West London, and led by a smug-face-makin’ adorably ginger dude, Only Real are back out with a fun summer sounding EP. His tunes are “baby music for babies” and “guitar music for people who don’t like guitars”… idk what that’s supposed to mean. Regardless, Only Real is mainly one dude named Niall Galvin – a self claimed “sick guy!” and chill drowsy-rap-popster. He’s exactly what you’d envision of a Cali beach bummin’, garage band playin’, long board cruisin’, backwards hat wearin’, slacker – if he was from West London but his identical twin was in SoCal and they could like, “feeeel” each other; just like Lindsay Lohan in The Parent Trap… (I have a sister, ok? chill). At least he’s not recording songs in his bedroom anymore.

Feli Say Listen to Summer Jams