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Got recommended these boys by a friend last week.
Just got round to listening to them.
Just how ace are they? :D
in the Times the other day, they seemed to like them, not sure whether thats a good or a bad thing
some kind of eastern european folk music/punk fusion... sounds ridiculous but works. Like banana and jam sandwiches.
They're ace, and they somehow magically ended up in my soulseek folder without me knowingly downloading them. Gotta love that.
the singer is in a new movie about this guy who tries to track down the woman who saved his dad from the Nazis or something.
he had to shave off his gorgeous Ukrainian moustache for it.
i'm yet to hear them, but Ukrainian folk punk sounds good.
Everything Is Illuminated. It's also got Frodo Baggins in it.
it's taken from the book written by jonathan safran foer, who is just magical.
i haven't read 'everything is illuminated' but DEAR GOD, check out his other works.
but good. I think. Good doesn't quite seem the word.
They played ICA Sunday! Was gutted I missed them! Start wearing purple!!!
...at the ICA and they were like a breath of fresh air cutting through the indie fog that's my usual gig going experience. The energy level they maintained over nearly 2 hours was incredible. Eugene Hutz is a unique and wonderful front man, despite the fact that I don't have the first clue about what on earth he was going on about.
Start wearing purple, indeed!
the lead singer sounds like papa lazarou.
old french band Gogol Ier et sa horde instead.
But you'll have to understand french to laugh a lot...
...sums it up pretty nicely:
New York-based "Gypsy punks" Gogol Bordello are providing an interesting spin on Beatlemania. A girl dancer clad in multicoloured Romany-type rags is hauled onstage specifically to scream. A few minutes later, interestingly moustached frontman Eugene Hutz wraps the microphone cord around the front rows, causing them to start screaming too. It's only a matter of time before the rest of the audience follows suit and the gig produces the sort of noise associated with high-speed aircraft. This is all par for the course in the Gogol Bordello live experience. Their triumphantly demented performances have gathered a sizeable cult following. The band are a six-headed folk, fiddle and punk rock whirlwind. The audience bring cameras to record proceedings and some pledge allegiance with a succession of bizarre hats. The band's own headgear is hurled from the stage and hits me in the face.
The songs are like terrace chants warped by surrealism and cider. One song urges: "Start wearing purple!" Another, East Infection, sees the drainpiped, red star-bedecked Hutz removing his black shirt and using it to beat the crowd. The girl returns to play the kind of big drum usually seen in a circus, while Hutz plays a drum solo on an upturned fire bucket with such intensity that the microphone goes flying.
Their bonkers songs have subjects like bemoaning the unavailability of prostitutes, but beneath the irreverence there is content. Hutz says of the rich: "Do not envy them, my friend, they live their lives without love or faithful friend." Ivory towers don't generally vibrate to this kind of hypnotic, communal, delirious dance music either. "Fuck you! I don't give up!" sweat-soaked Hutz cries at imaginary foes, as he clambers on the big drum being carried triumphantly aloft by the crowd.
wish I had gone to the ICA now!
some now and I'm liking it.
Start wearing purple - when its in your head its so hard to get rid of!
got a purple jumper. Will that do?
Your in the gang!
their album and really really really wanna hear some stuff.