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Aug. 2nd, 2009 01:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodyrosemccoyI wonder if Stephen Colbert ever fears the power of his flying monkey army. He certainly seemed awed with it this week.
See, his guests one day this week were Movits, this bonkers Swedish band consisting of four nerdy guys singing an unholy union of swing and hip-hop. Before they went on his show, they ranked something like 94,300 on Amazon’s sales ranking.
“They’re going to be surprised tomorrow,” I said.
My prediction was right. Two days later, they ranked 75.
Now that is power.
And I wish to pass it on, because holy goddamn, I have just discovered I LOVE THIS BAND. It’s like they’re attacking swing with backbeats. Or maybe attacking hip-hop with tom drums and syncopation. And at one point they attack both an oom-pahing tuba. You’re not sure whether to break dance or swing dance.
Yeah, they deserve the Colbert Bump. I have good luck with Swedish artists,* and this is no exception.
*I once explained to my sister that I like ABBA because my synesthesia is convinced their music is the auditory equivalent of a Lisa Frank picture—neon rainbows and glitter and sparkles and lots of pink and happy animals everywhere. She had to concede the point.
See, his guests one day this week were Movits, this bonkers Swedish band consisting of four nerdy guys singing an unholy union of swing and hip-hop. Before they went on his show, they ranked something like 94,300 on Amazon’s sales ranking.
“They’re going to be surprised tomorrow,” I said.
My prediction was right. Two days later, they ranked 75.
Now that is power.
And I wish to pass it on, because holy goddamn, I have just discovered I LOVE THIS BAND. It’s like they’re attacking swing with backbeats. Or maybe attacking hip-hop with tom drums and syncopation. And at one point they attack both an oom-pahing tuba. You’re not sure whether to break dance or swing dance.
Yeah, they deserve the Colbert Bump. I have good luck with Swedish artists,* and this is no exception.
*I once explained to my sister that I like ABBA because my synesthesia is convinced their music is the auditory equivalent of a Lisa Frank picture—neon rainbows and glitter and sparkles and lots of pink and happy animals everywhere. She had to concede the point.
