July 11th was Gigawave’s three-year anniversary, which also marked the day that Turbo Fruits return to the Replay Lounge this year. Therefore, one of the songs off Echo Kid starts out the mix. I originally made this mix as a birthday present to myself, but it’s been a hectic week so I kept forgetting to post it until now.
A mish-mash of my favorite songs, songs relating to summer or partying, and songs relating to, well, aging.
- Turbo Fruits – Get Up and Get Down (Tonite)
- Spinto Band – Did I Tell You
- Bishop Allen – That Summer
- Cajun Dance Party – Colourful Life
- bôa – Twilight
- Eddy Current Suppression Ring – I’m Guilty
- Bombay Bicycle Club – You Already Know
- The Apples in Stereo – Same Old Drag
- Dan Deacon – Get Older
- 7 Day Weekend – Party Monster
- Misha – Summersend
- The Casket Lottery – Better Off
- Pissed Jeans – I’ve Still Got You (Ice Cream)
- The Beach Boys – I Just Wasn’t Made for These Times
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Turbo Fruits
played a fun set tonight. Not too savvy with their discography but they played “Get Up and Get Down,” “Mama’s Mad Cos I Fried My Brain,” “Trouble” and maybe “Broadzilla”–all from Echo Kid–and then some other songs I didn’t recognize. Some highlights of my crowd experience include one young gentleman who made the semi-vacant Replay Lounge (not really, because the patio was still bumpin’) his own personal living room through interpretive dance; it was especially fun to watch during Mini Mansions’ set. Always cool to see dudes who let all their quirks hang out, even if I can’t completely get into their moves, haha.
© Mahsa Borhani, 2010
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I imagine that the show I missed in March would have been more of an adrenaline rush–much like Echo Kid is–but the band didn’t let the attendance tonight faze them. The chemistry on stage between the members and their pleasure in playing the songs never wavered, and in turn, this allowed them to sweat out some psyched out & amorphous tunes towards the end of the set without missing a beat. The guys will be returning to these parts on September 30th to play at RecordBar with Those Darlins.
At the show, I also met Patrice Jackson, another local photographer who’s quite good with film. She cut a rug with me to a few songs, which was a blessing since the dancing woke me up enough that I could drive home tonight safely. You can check out her work here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/patricej/, and if you’re into Shmacebook, this is her page: Patrice Jackson Photography
The band is slightly on the mysterious side and cultivates a reserved stage persona. It was silent between most songs, lending the performance a concert-hall quality, especially in the auditorium at The Warhol. Most of the performers stood still. At one point, the bassist sat on the floor. Jones, the de facto front man for the group, made only a few brief, half-mumbled comments, including his pithy introduction, “We come from a place called Australia. I know you haven’t heard of it.” 
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