Our recently-appointed-against-his-will marketing svengali and master of low-light photography @chrisdonia suggested that the band get hip to the kids and put Greatest Hits, Vol.6 up on Bandcamp here.
So just like Radiohead, we posted our album with a “name your price” option starting at £0.00. You get high-quality downloads in MP3, FLAC, and more, as well as unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app. We get to be rich. Like Radiohead. Rich, I tells ya!
Well, we get to share our stuff with you in a convenient and free fashion, and we’re very happy about that.
Six days into the new year, and the second track of Nerd Bait’s Das Liederbuch emerges.
The Prof explains:
Density Ropes arose through a rather convoluted path. I went to an evening presented by the astronomy department of a university in town, and there was a talk about the large scale structure of the universe, where density of matter is really non-uniform.
Anyway, I wrote a comment on Wurdz Boy’s blog about it (http://www.apoplectic.me/case-peculiar-details/) and he liked a few of the turns of phrase, especially “Even the universe sort of only gets one shot at it basically,” and then turned it into a poem. And then I turned it into a song. And then The Brain turned it into a song people would want to listen to. Et voilà! Collaboration at its finest!
We’re really happy with this one. Hope you listen, and we would love your feedback.
After Wurdz Boy Ricky Ballboy wrote his appreciation of the first entry in Nerd Bait’s Brooklinburgh Liederbuch, our composer and multi-instrumentalist Professor Paul delivered the following additional thoughts to Ricky’s apoplectic.me site. We hope you find them enlightening.
But first, a reminder of what The Bonfire sounds like, with Science Steph providing the vocals, as always:
[This post first appeared on Wurdz Boy’s personal blog, apoplectic.me.]
So. I’ve got an admission to make….
This stroke survivor is in a band.
I think Nerd Bait was first described on here as a “Six-Legged Collaborative Creative Collective”, and that is about the size of it. But that appellation was also a reflexively defensive way not to say “band”.
Yes, we’re an odd kind of modern, transatlantic, virtual iteration of a band, but that’s no excuse. The Dave Matthews Band is a pile of shit, and they’ve got “Band” IN THEIR NAME.