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Hails from: Honolulu, Hawaii
Occupation: Ukulele Stud
Why He’s a Babe: Because it takes a real man to play such a tiny instrument. Because ukuleles are cool and virtuosos are hot. And because what lady can’t resist a dude with “lightning-fast fingers”?
Watch Shimabukuro’s gorgeous interpretasian of “In My Life”:
Happy 41st birthday to Dream Theater’s John Myung! We have a soft spot for prog metal (don’t tell), and hope you’re tickling some wacky bass lines to ring in the new year!
We’ve been listening to our adorable friend David’s band The Color Turning for like, years, now… but we’re still pretty dang excited about them. They’re currently wrapping a new record and we can’t wait to hear it. Check out TCT’s gentle vocal harmonies and charged beats on MySpace, or peruse the gorgeous photography on their most-chic official website. Trust us… it’ll turn you on.
Happy 29th birthday to Ryo Kawakita (aka Maximum the Ryo), hard-rocking guitarist of Jap-Rock band Maximum the Hormone. You’re wacky and you blow our mind a little, but we love anyone who rocks, so have a great year!
I’ve spent the last 24 hours with my new favorite Amazian James, who has has the most extensive combined knowledge of anthropology, chemistry, dance, and camera equipment of anyone I’ve ever known, puts down tequila shots like candy drops, is a big supporter of inter-Asian relasians, and is registered to vote.
He also has a band, Pony Poni Pone, a trio that is infinitely weird, silly, and cool. Check out their video below and watch James and his friends stretch (among other things).
Here’s the short description:
It’s Pony Time! Watch us put our time travel gear on, and save the frickin’ MOON (kind of). You may be asking why there are no words in this song. It’s called telepathy – all ponies have it. Let us know if you like it. There’s lots more Pony Poni Pone, all you have to do is ask for it! And yes, we come in three delicious flavors… neigh?
As one of my other favorite bands once sang, “It feels good!” Right?
If you were trapped on a deserted island, and you didn’t include Depeche Mode’s Violator in the top ten records you absolutely needed to have with you (never mind that you probably wouldn’t have electricity or a CD player to spin them on, and in the age of iPods who really needs to make these kind of decisions?)… I don’t trust you. Actually, I probably don’t even like you.
Fortunately, my BFF&E Jen is both trustworthy and a huge DM fan. She even recently drew this incredible graffiti picture of herself circa Violator, and its likeness is uncanny:
Oddly, I feel warm and fuzzy, and not violated at all.
Check out their official website here.
Much to my friend Colin’s chagrin, I am a die-hard ska nut. The commitment doesn’t always reveal itself at the surface, but it’s there: I’ve got the plaid skirt in my closet, I own enough checkered items to host a chess championship, and if somebody calls me a “rude girl” I get a little weepy and nostalgic rather than offended. In fact, I would argue that I’ve spent the equivalent of about ten years in the following positions:
This guy rules!!
I can already hear my parents:
“You say Neil Peart is great drummer of all time? Why you not be more like that nice Chinese Man who play drums on keyboard!? Why didn’t you practice harder for your piano lessons?!?!! Piano lessons are rock and roll.”