Saturday, April 21, 2007

OF MONTREAL ON CONAN O'BRIEN


It's stuff like this that makes it hard for me to decide whether Kevin Barnes is an underappreciated psych pop genius or a pretentious drug-addled douchebag who needs a swift kick to the flesh marbles.

Maybe a little from Column A, little from column B....?
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3 comments:

gd said...

i think these used to be his traits from column A have morphed into traits from column B after getting some fame and popularity.

thats quite a production for a late night show. they went all out. doesnt barnes sound alot like mr. mercer from the shins these days??

1:59 AM
Anonymous said...

Kevin Barnes is an wholly appreciated psych pop genius at this point. And I never fault a brother for being a pretentious drug-addled douchebag unless their first name is Wayne and last name Coyne.

RE: the kickin' of Barnes' flesh marbles — they should be easy to locate due to his penchant for performing au naturel.

9:07 AM
jay said...

Good point Casey! :)

I'm with you on Wayne Coyne as well; there's just something about that guy that really grates on me. And I've never gone from loving to hating an album upon multiple listens as much as "Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots"--it literally took about two days to go from constant loop on my CD player to in the trash.

7:35 PM

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