There’s plenty of reasons to like Canadian-based Shout Out Out Out Out, not the least of which is they have a song called “Your Shitty Record Won’t Remix Itself.”
Also high on the list, however, is their ability to crank out dance pop smothered in synthesizers and shot through with electrified vocals--all without sounding even slightly chilly. Instead, their sound is relentlessly red hot.
My favorite song is called “Dude You Feel Electrical,” and it can conveniently be found on the band’s MySpace page.
Oh reader! You friends and family, you strangers, you commenters, you lurkers, you ex-girlfriends, you embittered co-workers just waiting for me to slip up and accidentally post that I’m having an affair with the VP of Product Management! Put aside your affection, your apathy, your enmity! Play this song. And dance! Dance! Dance!
What? That two-timing ho!
The last post mentioned pub stuff. This one mentions affairs with VPs. This must explain why the associated Google ad is for discounted STD testing.
At 6:02 in the morning, you are rocking out, Dance! Dance! Dancing!? I need to hear this song.
i thought the ad for discounted std testing was for my benefit. like a welcome back to the internet kind of thing. or to imply that i am impossible to get rid of...like, um...some stds.
or whatever.
clearly i’m laboring under the delusion that while i was away everyone decided to make their blogs be all about me. including the google ads.
Dance! Dance!! Isn’t that the kind of thing that cowboys used to shout to my ancestors while shooting at their feet in the Wild Wild West?
And isn’t there some Stephen King-esque type story where the people have to dance until they die of exhaustion?
If you like that, try this: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=67634484 (it’s only fair if you’re trading in myspace profiles). The lead singer of this band is the cousin of my flatmate. If it weren’t for high priced flights between Prague and Helsinki, they’d be playing at my flatwarming - making mine THE flatwarmingest-flatwarming to go to in 2007!
Ahem. Right. Nice music though.
THB, that was Hans Christian Anderson.
Charmingly set to music by Kate Bush vis-a-vis “The Red Shoes” from the album of the same name!