Me and Aaron Behrens of GLO in 2006.
This is officially Ghostland Observatory week.
My roommate Amy and I went to see Ghostland Observatory play at the House of Blues in Boston on Thursday. I recently introduced her to the way frontman Aaron Behrens MOVES HIS BODY (at which time she became instantly hooked). The show was incredible. We got beer poured all over us, were forced to smell super stinky dreadlocks, and I got molested (some dude started kissing my neck), but yes. Incredible. Ever since the show, Amy and I have been listening to Ghostland non-stop. We even stole away from our multiple ward campout over the weekend to rock out in my car. Click that MOVES HIS BODY link and you'll understand.
I saw GLO for the first time in 2005 (I believe?) at Gallery Lombardi in Austin. It was a private party at a tiny venue and I don't remember how my friends and I ended up there (one of your boyfriends had work in the gallery? some random work friend? car died right in that spot?). Whatever it was, it was the greatest luck of all time. I've been a (non-slutty) groupie ever since.
Today's sixty seconds of sound does not resemble their music, but I composed it from super manipulated snippets of Ghostland Observatory's best songs.
THE SUNDAY SOUND: September 18, Observing Ghostland Observatory.
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My roommate Amy and I went to see Ghostland Observatory play at the House of Blues in Boston on Thursday. I recently introduced her to the way frontman Aaron Behrens MOVES HIS BODY (at which time she became instantly hooked). The show was incredible. We got beer poured all over us, were forced to smell super stinky dreadlocks, and I got molested (some dude started kissing my neck), but yes. Incredible. Ever since the show, Amy and I have been listening to Ghostland non-stop. We even stole away from our multiple ward campout over the weekend to rock out in my car. Click that MOVES HIS BODY link and you'll understand.
I saw GLO for the first time in 2005 (I believe?) at Gallery Lombardi in Austin. It was a private party at a tiny venue and I don't remember how my friends and I ended up there (one of your boyfriends had work in the gallery? some random work friend? car died right in that spot?). Whatever it was, it was the greatest luck of all time. I've been a (non-slutty) groupie ever since.
Today's sixty seconds of sound does not resemble their music, but I composed it from super manipulated snippets of Ghostland Observatory's best songs.
THE SUNDAY SOUND: September 18, Observing Ghostland Observatory.
For those following along in an RSS reader, click through to the original post to hear today's piece.
