An Ode to Moving House

DEAR CHILDREN:
In case you read this, and in case you have zero contact with any other form of nonsense with which we contact you (IE facebook, the radio, face to face), you should know we've moved. We'll be updating from headquarters located at:
http://friendsdontletfriendsbehipsters.tumblr.com/

From now on, until a cooler, more hipper form of communication becomes prevalent.

Until then,
Stay tumbld?
--A&K and the Fiddle Fib Four

The Avett Brothers at the House of Blues. Part II

So oddly, this is the second time I've seen the Avett Brothers at a House of Blues. I say oddly because they were in different states. No matter. I can reduce the review to four things (one of which will have to wait until I find me a camera cable).

1) The Low Anthem were very, very boring. Bluesy folky types, and had their one song not been that slow, listening to it ad nauseum for almost an hour wouldn't've been so bad. The exception? Resident clarinetist/singer/what-was-that-thing-she-played-that-looked-like-saucers/bassist Jocie Adams. I genuinely thought she was about 12, and quite frankly I'm still not convinced to the contrary. No matter. Chick's got pipes. If she had sung the entire set I would've been a happy little toad. However, she sang about 1.5 songs spread out over 45 minutes.

2) The Avett Brothers rocked it, somehow, harder than they did in Boston. I'd attribute it to the smaller venue, more rabid fans, and the sheer damn giddiness everybody possessed. Whatever the cause, they smiled more, literally everyone knew the words to literally every song (even the obscure early stuff) and the floor shook so damn hard from all the jumping on Paranoia in B-Flat Major that we all thought our deaths were imminent.
3) Scott Avett is one of those lucky few who looks even more attractive drenched in sweat than not.
4)Despite cameras being banned, despite getting a pat down before entering the HOB, and despite getting stuck behind the son of Robert Pershing Wadlow I snagged some bitchin' photos, which I'll post soon.

So, until I find my camera cable/we think of a more entertaining post,
Stay sweaty and proudly North Carolinian,
--A&K&M&R

The Avett Brothers - Paranoia in B-Flat Major
Side note: The weird damn things Jocie Adams played are called crotales (crote-all-ace). In case you were curious.

Hipster Puppies, too!

Kendra posted a Hipster Kitty, so I shall post a Hipster Puppy.

I sense judgement in his stare.

You know you'll miss us next week,

Here's a present to help pass the time, going along with the furr-y friend theme.

[A&K&M&R]

An Ode to the Human Body

Bodies are kind of awesome if you think about it. Not just in the without-them-you'd-be-incorporeal way, either, but also in ways significantly more badass. Like, you can lose 2/3 of your liver and a) survive, and b) it'll grow back. When you get a cold, the swollen throat, snot, fever and phlegm are all products YOUR OWN BODY has made in order to combat the virus. The average adult small intestine is 20 feet long.

While you're picturing snot and your liver and intestines, here's the playlist from this week:

1. Adele - Cold Shoulder
2. Florence + the Machine - Kiss With a Fist
3. Passion Pit - Eyes as Candles
4. Alice Russell - Fly in the Hand
5. Regina Spektor - Blue Lips
6. Tegan and Sara - Back in Your Head
7. Noah and the Whale - Shape of My Heart
8. Ray Lamontagne - Hold You in My Arms
9. Cary Brothers - Blue Eyes
10. The Avett Brothers - Kick Drum Heart
11. Amy Millan - Blue in Yr Eye
12. Laura Gibson - Hands in Pockets
13. Hugh Grant - Pop Goes my Heart
14. Jon Foreman - Behind Your Eyes
15. Johnny Flynn - Tickle Me Pink
16. Paul's Grandfather - Bones
17. Margot and the Nuclear So and So's - Skeleton Key
18. Kate Nash - Skeleton Song
19. Muse - Map of Your Head
20. Bowerbirds - Human Hands
21. Ra Ra Riot - Run my Mouth
22. Los Campesinos - You'll Need Those Fingers for Crossing
23. The Matches - Salty Eyes
24. Wonderful Spells - Bacon Bones
25. Damone - On my Mind
26. The Pixies - Crackity Jones
27. The Ukranians - Batyar (Bigmouth Strikes Again)
28. Islands - the Arm
29. Carpark North - Human

Next week is spring break, but you can betcha bottom dollar that we'll be posting extraneous nubbins over the break.

Until then, marvel at the fact that the human femur is pound for pound stronger than concrete.

Whoa, dude.

--The Fiddle Fib Fam

An Ode to Silly Voices

We here at FDLFBH take ourselves very seriously. Like, deadly. Subsequently, sometimes we need to vent, lest our poor little heads explode and our brains burst forth like some kind of horrendous piñata gone terribly wrong. Anyway, where was I?
Oh right, this week's theme. It's all funny voices, varying from men who sound like women to women who sound like men and everything in between. Enjoy. Or, rather, we hope you enjoyed.

Yeasayer - Tightrope
Jeff Buckley - Sweet Thing
Soko - I'll Kill Her
The Black Keys - Psychotic Girl
The Decemberists - The Wanting Comes in Waves/Repaid
Enrique Bunbury - Que Tengas Suertecita
Claudine Longet - Hello Hello
Rufus Wainwright - 14th Street
Bon Iver - Creature Fear
Ra Ra Riot - Dying is Fine
Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag
Amanda Palmer - Leeds United
Flight of the Conchords - Albi the Racist Dragon
The Hidden Cameras - In the NA
Miss Li - Bourgeois Shangri La
Devendra Banhart - Carmencita
Rusted Root - Send Me On My Way
Jukebox the Ghost - Hold It In
Peter Bjorn and John - Let's Call It Off (Girl Talk Remix)
The Asteroids Galaxy Tour - The Golden Age
Regina Spektor - Hotel Song
Tegan and Sara - Where Does the Good Go?
Passion Pit - Sleepyhead
Vampire Weekend - California English
Matt and Kim - Spare Change
Swimming in Speakers - In Knowing
Yeah Right - Yes Yes No

Until next week,
Keep practicing your best Kermit voice
--the Fiddle Fib Fam

An Ode to Obscure Holidays

So I meant to post this last week, when it was relevant, but I guess a week late is better than never. First, a preface:
I don't really get most holidays, particularly religious ones. And by 'get', I of course mean have any concept of what they represent, or why people celebrate them. Subsequently, last Wednesday when I saw flocks of people with little smudgies on their forehead, I thought lots of kids had been falling asleep in art class...near charcoal. Ash Wednesday = not something in my head.

Anywho, here's a song that, like my knowledge of the holiday, actually has nothing to do with it.
Until tomorrow,
Stay wise
FDLFBH

Elvis Perkins - Ash Wednesday

FUCK YEAH HIPSTER KITTY!

So we here at Fiddle Fib enjoy promoting things we enjoy when we have the opportunity. Last week, Ali brought you a nubbin on VV Brown, easily one of the most badass humans on the planet. This week, I bring you a website about kittens.

Maybe not a direct correlation, but I enjoy thinking about it.


Until Thursday (tomorrow?)
Stay Obscure,
--A&K and the Fiddle Fib Funky Bunch