If you were one of the people wondering where in the hell the updates were yesterday – well… My modem exploded. Quite simply, I was without internet until about 15 minutes ago. No longer Amish, my modem is now functioning at full force and I can proceed to tell you about this crazy L.A.-based band called The Sugarplastic.
Back in April, I told you about my friend’s co-worker that would go on these road trips to various CD shops and get hundreds of CDs for $1 or less. Every month or so I plan on rummaging through some of these bands he comes up with and posting an odd story about this guy – of which there are thousands.
Story #1: What better way to keep busy on a slow day outdoors at a country club than to train a chipmunk who lives in the pool side garden? That is correct, he successfully trained a chipmunk to walk up to him and eat nuts out of his hand, but anyone can do that, right? So to really ice the cake he trained the chipmunk to walk up his leg and torso, and on to his shoulder where he would then feed the rodent from his mouth. Needless to say, working outside with this guy was always certain to be a good time.
Listening to them, you may think that they remind you of a twisted- more experimental version of a band like Bishop Allen. So without further ado I give you the eccentric and ultimately awesome band The Sugarplastic.
I’m off to a sweet show tonight in Lexington with everyone’s favorite band Oh No! Oh My! and some others (i.e. The Robot Ate Me). Be prepared for ultimate coverage!