Sep 29, 2023
Naseem here, with a confession: sometimes it’s hard to remember lyrics. Normally, they’re so engrained that it’s not a problem. You’ll be on the stage playing a tune and they just pour out of you the way you intended when you first wrote them in your bedroom or on the subway. You take advantage of muscle…
Jul 06, 2023
One day, I was sitting at the New Jersey kitchen table of my parents-in-law, eating my eighth plate of homemade Indian food, when something came on the tv. I don’t remember what it was exactly. Some sort of news about some sort of bad thing happening in a far off place. I remember my mother…
Apr 19, 2023
Naseem here. At some point over the past bunch of months, you may have wondered – “whatever happened to that band I kindasorta liked? They had that one song in that thing? There were beards, sometimes hats?” In other words, we haven’t written a newsletter in a long time. We’ve only played a few shows…
Oct 12, 2021
I didn’t start writing songs I was proud of until I was 30. Before that, it was all trial and mostly error. Trying to write like Waits. Or Lucinda. Or Bruce. The songs that came out were possibly charming, possibly even interesting, and definitely derivative. In trying to find my own voice, there was always…
Sep 15, 2021
Look! Here we are playing instruments! Real ones! In the same room! This happened last week, when we did this strange thing we haven’t done much ever, called ‘rehearsing’, ahead of our first show since Lord-knows-when next week in DC. We didn’t sound half-bad, and will be releasing so much pent-up energy at our favorite…