Image by Edmund Dulac from Carmen Sylva's The Dreamer of Dreams, 1900
One of my favorite discoveries of the last year has been a California band called James Rabbit. I heard some good clips on a blog, so I emailed their frontman, wunderkind Tyler Martin, in Santa Cruz and asked him to send me some CDs. I sent him a couple bucks via Paypal, and three James Rabbit albums were in my mailbox a couple weeks later. It's a fairly new phenomenon that I never experienced in the days of conventional mail. It's thrilling to get introduced to a band this way, and the albums didn't disappoint. "Fever Spikes", from their 2006 album Colossuses, captures everything that makes this band fun: the ramshackle charm that gradually coalesces into a full-on pop hook, the borderline pretentious whimsy commonly found in college freshmen, the kitchen-sink-on-a-budget instrumentation, the gang/glee-club vocals and scatting. They're working on a new album now - hopefully, we'll see it early next year. I wonder if its title will start with the letter C? Get James Rabbit music here.
"Fever Spikes" by James Rabbit
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