Punch Brothers are a ‘new-grass’ band which is, by all accounts, a terrible description of any musical genre.   But they’re awfully good for a bunch of non-brothers named after a Mark Twain story, so I’ll forgive that.  
I can’t say I’ve ever really liked Bluegrass - even the name kinda makes me queasy - but I do like orchestral-type arranging of songs and varied instrumentation and the way the beginning of this record approximates the way one’s heart races when faced with making a rather large decision or as my 3 year old is about to ride his bike ‘turbo boost’ down our street. 

And who doesn’t appreciate a little Mandolin?

21 year old Aussie/German raised in Singapore shredding through the rainy streets of London.  Which atmospherically resemble NJ quite a bit these days.  Hmm.  Maybe I’ll take a mini-break this weekend and Chunnel to Paris.   Je rêve.




Punch Brothers are a ‘new-grass’ band which is, by all accounts, a terrible description of any musical genre.   But they’re awfully good for a bunch of non-brothers named after a Mark Twain story, so I’ll forgive that.  
I can’t say I’ve ever really liked Bluegrass - even the name kinda makes me queasy - but I do like orchestral-type arranging of songs and varied instrumentation and the way the beginning of this record approximates the way one’s heart races when faced with making a rather large decision or as my 3 year old is about to ride his bike ‘turbo boost’ down our street. 

And who doesn’t appreciate a little Mandolin?

21 year old Aussie/German raised in Singapore shredding through the rainy streets of London.  Which atmospherically resemble NJ quite a bit these days.  Hmm.  Maybe I’ll take a mini-break this weekend and Chunnel to Paris.   Je rêve.




21 year old Aussie/German raised in Singapore shredding through the rainy streets of London.  Which atmospherically resemble NJ quite a bit these days.  Hmm.  Maybe I’ll take a mini-break this weekend and Chunnel to Paris.   Je rêve.




Punch Brothers are a ‘new-grass’ band which is, by all accounts, a terrible description of any musical genre.   But they’re awfully good for a bunch of non-brothers named after a Mark Twain story, so I’ll forgive that.  
I can’t say I’ve ever really liked Bluegrass - even the name kinda makes me queasy - but I do like orchestral-type arranging of songs and varied instrumentation and the way the beginning of this record approximates the way one’s heart races when faced with making a rather large decision or as my 3 year old is about to ride his bike ‘turbo boost’ down our street. 

And who doesn’t appreciate a little Mandolin?

Led out of darkness into the technicolor light by the fabulous Beth Ditto’s voice … and some strange modern dancing.
http://vevo.ly/qOXbyO
Matthew Herbert approximates a mad genius so deliciously.  He’s currently touring an ‘opera’ about the lifecycle of a pig.  He also does remixes for his Accidental Records and sonic-based performance sorta art.
I kinda like big band.  Not in that “Swingers,” let’s go to The Derby way but as a nostalgic link with my maternal grandfather and my father with whom I don’t speak.  But they both liked to dance and really instilled it in me.  That and a desire to show off … and drink.

This is an earlier piece and here he “rambles” on about it while the music plays.   And what he has to say is pretty interesting.  To me.