Yoyoyo Acapulco
are two girls and two guys from remote Northern Norway. Their strange new wave ukulele pop evokes a Carribbean easiness you'd normally dont expect from around theses shores. If his band were an animal, it would be a three legged lynx, says singer Arne Martin Baerlund.
I do just a little bit of spiked grass and dance the limbo with my friends to french hits.
A never ending tone in the middle ear if the show was any good, and I removed my earplugs for a while.
No. Never. But when the next record kicks in, I'll try it.
Probably pick out that Chopins' Greatest again. I do not have any classical skills or knowledge, but Mr. Chop sure can set a nice mood.
I like to watch shows and then I listen to the band, hopefully. If there's nothing playing, I'd go home or to a quieter bar.
I like to do it everyday, all day long, but I come from a farmers area, and it's dangerous to run in their fields without pants on. If I do so, it would be with the theme song from «Deliverance» or «The Ride Of The Valkyries» on roofspeakers, hunting me down on 4x4's.
When I dated my girl, I did a few rounds of some Italian Disco collection. That did the trick alright.
Then I play drums, ukulele & sing through a megaphone simultaniously. I call it «Ego Tripping at The Gates of Hell», and it's a real threat to the others in the building.
I do not have a soundsystem in my car. Or a car. But if I had, it would depend a lot on where I was driving and what season. «Range Life» by Pavement is always a classic and fits whenever, exept on the German autobahn. Some Eric's Trip up in the mountains of Gausdal on first snow in november I'd like a lot.
Fuck, I should have saved «Range Life» for this one... But since I already used it, I choose another great car tune, «Motor Away» by Guided By Voices.
Never music when fishing. One has to be able to hear the mosquitos before they touch down. This advice will save you a lot of pain later.
No jogging. 52 mm. On Indy's or walking with long steps only.
I put on some Dopesmoke With Onion on cassette. Or Dinosaur Jr. with «Going Home».
Not with a soundtrack, sir. Tried once with Nine Inch Nails. Too much.
Then I put on a song made by my girl Karen. She makes the best ones around at the moment, and that's not something I just say to make her feel better.
Something to peak the natural high from the fumes. The guitar at the intro sounds better and better, man.
I choose anything by Elvis Presley. In honor of my father.
I try to watch «Northern Exposure» because I do not like listening to music when I'm on a plane. It's too much. Like making love almost. You've got to focus on the surroundings.
I'd put on «I Am An Astronaut», a Swedish version by Sten Carlberg. It has an extremly funky drumbeat. It's great.
Something made by N.W.A. if I just moved to the city. Just to scare myself cool. Probably something recommended on a blog if I have lived there a while and got the neighbours broadband up and running. I used to listen to a lot of great new bands, but then I lost my portable player - and stopped using the subway.
If it's a slow day I put on Chopins' «Greatest Hits» LP and boil a few eggs, or Beat Happening with «Other Side» and instant coffee if it's not.
It's a lot of great rainmusic out there but Nick Drake takes the cake I guess. Or Bon Iver with «Skinny Love».
What kind of girly questiones is this? I rub some cheap soap on whats left and whistle some track by Sir Machete, maybe «Sympathy».
