Afrobeat rhythms, vocals and guitars collide with Euro-club dance hooks on the latest single from Jack Peñate, a British singer with an infectiously soulful, hoarse, Cockney-schoolboy voice. I've been unable to get this song out of my head since I got it on a sampler from Peñate's label XL Recordings. (The disc also features a fantastic cover of Vampire Weekend's "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" by Peter Gabriel and Hot Chip -- Google it). Apparently, Señor Peñate has been big in the UK for a while,
Apparently, Franz Ferdinand pretty much took over Westport yesterday.
It started early, with a KRBZ 96.5 FM-sponsored "Kegs and Eggs" acoustic show at the Firefly.
According to reports, people began waiting outside at 6 a.m. or earlier. I'm not sure when they began letting folks inside, but they had to turn some away. The lucky ones got to nosh on a breakfast buffet and get drinks at the bar -- and then go to work and throw up in their cubicles.
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I might actually spend some money on records today. There's some good stuff hitting the shelves (or your iTunes account, depending on how you roll) today.
Today's biggest release is definitely The Dead Weather's Horehound. With Jack White of the White Stripes and Alison Mosshart of the Kills, to say nothing of members of the Raconteurs and Queens of the Stone Age, this is a band that is pretty much the epitome of "supergroup." And, as an added bonus, White's not the lead singer, so by trading o
REVIEW BY IAN HRABE
I turn around to find Karl Blau sitting at the bar folding oragami. He looks absolutely insane. His hair is teased up into some kind of mullet mohawk with two pigtails coming out of the back. He's also extremely tall and wearing a Marty McFly vest, which makes the effect extra weird. Ian Hrabe
He also seems like the nicest guy ever, and though there was hardly anyone at the Jackpot, that didn't stop him from putting on anything less than an excellent performance.
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