Showing posts with label How I Became the Bomb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label How I Became the Bomb. Show all posts

Friday, October 10, 2008

We Stole the Radio

What follows came in the form of a MySpace bulletin late last night from Jon Burr & Co:

Public Ears,

Prepare yourselves! We are a proud sort, so please tune in with your host, Lieutenant Dan, as he interviews our esteemed dandy man, Jon Burr.


Be the first to hear "Salvage Mission," our long-awaited single exclusively on Lightning 100 radio, tomorrow @ noon.


The coordinates: 100. 1 on your FM dial
The time: Lunch Hour, Noon- 3PM

Many thanks for your undying patronage!


-How I Became the Bomb

For those of you who simply just can't wait until Noon - or, like me, quit listening to Lightning 100 nine or ten years ago - be sure to tune into Indie Ghetto this morning as I'll be spinning Salvage Mission on the program. It shall drop at 10:00am sharp. Do it.

Monday, July 28, 2008

I've got your long weekend planned (pt. 1)



OK, gang. I know sometimes we all get a little overwhelmed and don't want to have to make decisions about what to do with our free time and where to do it. That's where I'm come in this week. Being a self-appointed public servant, I'm gonna go ahead and plan your long weekend for you. You can thank yer boy later. Oh and you're welcome.

Anyway, onto your Thursday evening plans...

Contrast can be a beautiful sight to behold. And Thursday night might just be one for the books.

As usual, tourists in their Aaron Tippin t-shirts and the good ol' boys (and gals) from the surrounding counties will be creeping and cruising up and down Nashville's Lower Broadway. Full of booze and overly-stimulated, these masses will be darting in and out of our city's honky-tonk bars and souvenir shops, line dancing, gettin' rowdy and trying to talk some game with the opposite sex.

Like some weirdo eagle in the dark, a sound quite unfamiliar to their ears will swoop down from the roof above, either enticing or enraging them. That sound will be booming from the rooftop joint know as Aerial and shall be coming from the hands and mouths of How I Became the Bomb, My Tyger, and Principal & Coach.

Is this some social experiment in juxtaposition? Perhaps. That would depend on the outcome, I suppose. What's certain is that it's a dance party and it's gonna be one damn fine evening up on the rooftop.

Anyway, the Bomb boys should need no introduction by now. Same goes for Principal & Coach for any of you in the late-nite-dance party-hoppin' young hipster set. I should, however, drop a few word about My Tyger and this reunion they're putting together for Thursday.

Though My Tyger only existed in the Nashville rock milieu from late 2001 - 2003, they proved to be a spring board for its members into more high profile projects. Golden-voiced singer Sam Ashworth went onto front the short-lived supergroup Astronaut Pushers (with members of Superdrag, Sixpnence, and Ben Folds' band) and has enjoyed success as a songwriter and producer. Bassist Ben Patton later anchored retro pop outfit Girls & Boys with his catchy songs and Jamerson-esque Motown basslines and currently holds down the low end for Imagine Asians. Guitarist Jim O'Shea was also a member of Girls & Boys, but is probably best known for organizing and promoting a number of sexy hipster dance parties, most notably the monthly rooftop rager known as Happy Valley. Brothers Taylor & Brandon Harris (drums and keys, respectively) have gone onto successful careers as record producers, bouncing between Nashville and LA for the past several years. And finally, original keyboardist Ryan Norris has found success as a member of Lambchop, The Privates, Hands Off Cuba and backing Cortney Tidwell.

Thursday night will see Ashworth, Patton, and O'Shea revisiting and cherry picking through their strong catalog of songs. Filling in on drums will be all-around sweetheart David Gerkhe of The Silver Sea's. They're on first, so be sure ot get there early.

So once again, here's what we're doing on Thursday night:
How I Became the Bomb, My Tyger and Principal & Coach
Thursday, July 31st
Aerial (411 Broadway, above Paradise Park & Big Bang)
9pm
$7, 21+

I'll be in touch about Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

HIBtB... HUGE in Japan?

Apparently so. And in the most literal fashion, it would seem.




I'm...
I'm...
uh, ah, um... Oh. OH MY!

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(OK, OK, OK - deep breath, Colvert)
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Oh dear....

OK - here we go!

3
2
1...

Hello, Japanese Brothers and Sisters. Please welcome How I Became the Bomb!

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So I'm absolutley freaked out. And in the most wonderful, yet absolutley terrifying, wrong, wrong, wrong, totally baffling, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong (BUT OH SO RIGHT) way. Words would only get in the way at this point.

Just go see for yourself, as we (and by WE, I mean the United States of America and/or the United Soviet Socialist Republic of Jon Burr) drop another Bomb on the Japanese.

May God save us all... especially Mr. Burr & Co.
-jbc

ps Big ups to Brockford for the heads up.

pps Anybody out there know how to translate Japanese?

ppps Don't believe me? How 'bout a video? Four words: Pig Heads & Bananna Penis. Hey Jack Black... bring on your lawyers!