CD Review: Opening Flower Happy Bird, "The Projectionist"

The Projectionist begins with signature synthy little, yellow, different beats and melodies. But don't be put off by the simplicity of the album's begining. Before all is said and done the Projectionist swells into a topsy-turvy teenage dance party where the nerds are sexy and all the hot girls are cracked out or confused.
If you find my metaphor to be baffling and or abstract then you may want to stop reading here.
The beauty that fuels the 12 tracks on this sophomore outing is just that. A baffling mix of live instuments, woozy computer love, and airy falsetto creates a deliciously abstract background for lyrics such as " ." Injected into the veins of the record is a good hot dose of Human League that has been cooked up in a spoon of Kraftwerk that's been cut with non-obvious influences such as Stove Top Stuffing commercials, flourescent lighting, and parachute pants.
But Opening Flower Happy Bird is not a band content to luxuriate in references from the past. This is no retread of well-worn 80s synth pop territory. The first time you hear them reference "eating at the periodic table" you know that this is an album staring directly into the future. We hear the future in this album, and we want more.
Buy "The Projectionist" here!

Haiku U

Today was a horrible day. However now that it is ending, i feel obligated to leave you with a bit of poetry that will reflect the sad hungover teenager of it all.

-enjoy-


For months I have pined
Still feel retarded and blind
Oy, my black behind

Haiku by c2

Have you seen my dignity?????

So after a full weekend of nurturing non-sexual, debauchery-driven relationships with the usual suspects (plus a couple cameos) I have walked away with no wallet and a shut off cell phone with no means of reviving until I regain said wallet and or my personal identity for banking purposes.

This lack of an ability to communicate has forced me to once again turn to the internets as a way of reaching my town, my family, my people.

There’s nothing of major importance to share today. Most major pointless news has already been leaked and absorbed by now. But I’m sure that there is some fodder of local interest that will entertain you, even if briefly.

Actually there’s not.
But stay tuned…….

WELCOME...to my head

So it seems to be the bee's knees these days to share every intimate detail about every intimate opinion you've ever had in your intimate little life over the internets. And far be it for me not to ruin a passing trend. So i bring to you GAYS AND DYKES CAN BLOG.

Don't come here looking for important news, inspirational tidbits, or factual updates of any kind. You may find those things here from time to time, but my primary goal is to expose the world (greensboro) to the ever-evolving cosmic slop which i call my thought process.

And just as there is no consistency there, expect just as little if not less here.

I will always be open to whatever feedback and or suggestions that you may have so long as they follow in the theme of this project:

"Your own tits are your only limit."