Danger Kitty - the honorary fourth (and forth) Shape.
Influences
Stuff we sound like:Zappa(on occasion),Parliament Funkadelic, Primus(sometimes), The Germs(sometimes), King Crimson("King Crimson is not really a band, its more a way of doing things" -Robert Fripp), much punk is involved, many extremely dumb and occasionally funny lyrics are involved. MP recently noticed we sound a damn lot like the Kinks.
Stuff [we] like(but don't necessarily sound like):Mr. Bungle, The Ramones, The Clash, Mike Patton's other billion bands, John Zorn, Gwar, many portions of Zappa's catalogue, sure do like the Clash, as well as Bungle, Trio Convulsant is also really good, did anyone hear that record with Zorn and Trevor Dunn?, or was that an Electric Masada thing?, (ahem), Nappy Roots, Wu-Tang, and Eno, lots of Eno for a good heart. Mr. Pibb once had a demo tape of a band called "Pus" which sounded like it must've been excellent, but Melodious hasn't heard it, but it sounded like it must've been great. Buckethead. Tom Waits, XTC
Music we've never heard of:The Baboon Age, Fuckstick, Carl Weathers with Strings, The Cornerboys, Flatulate Flagellate, Cornhole, The Melodic Swaggerlies
Sounds Like
Your head being shoved deep into a squirrel's foulest regions. Then a cool splash of Nintendo all over your soup.
HEY! we love all that come to this site. unless you think we suck, then you can go suck one. If you've seen us live, we appreciate your support. Whether it was , Red Rock, Reno Music Project, or Knucklehead's, or Se7en. Thanks.
"it’s a bunch of silly, juvenile nonsense"-Reno News and Review
"Somewhere in that rarefied landscape between Hampton Grease Band/Captain Beefheart-style brilliantly schizo jamming and Thrashy, chunky, creamy heaviness lie Ernie and the Magic Shapes.
They don’t JUST lie there, though; they jump about and squirm in the most delightful way. "-Zesalt a.k.a Mezmariah
Ernie and the magic shapes is a dutiful and highly productive agreement between Ernie, who is a complete psychotic in his own right, and the Shapes. The Shapes get down, and up, and in, and between, with four fingers and a corkscrew.
Some things you should know before attending an Ernie and the Magic Shapes Exposition...
Any liquids which are propelled from either artifical or genuine
orifices have not been approved by the Food and Drug and Administration, and said liquids should not be consumed unless one is directly ordered to do so.
In the case of a complete mental malfunction in any of Ernie's shapes, please dial 911 immediately, because once the cops arrive to sift out the dead bodies, having stretchers already there will look mondo legit.
Don't forget to suck it.
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Recorded:
live on March 16, 2003 at the Beta Lounge in San Francisco
In
1967, San Francisco’s Fifty
Foot Hose were certainly one of the innovators of a sound that
took Psychedelia to new heights and was captured on the band’s one
record, Cauldron. They are a totally unique hybrid—on one
hand pulsating bay area acid rock, on the other, fractured electronic
freakery, becoming one whole cohesive being. The sci-fi-ish video
game-like artwork hinted at the sounds within, as did the Limelight
label’s pedigree for truly progressive sounds. Band leader, Cork
Marcheschi, used homemade electronic devices to create crude and
experimental soundscapes and instrumental compositions that were
sprinkled throughout the album.
Often starting shows with a
swelling rumble that exploded into the first song, they soon
developed a rabid following on the SF scene, though there was the
occasional totally wrong gig, like when a very-pregnant Nancy had to
perform at a Catholic Girls’ school! Still, the group wowed the
crowds, performing with greats like Chuck
Berry and Fairport
Convention.
Perfect! I'll be in town the 16th - 20th!!! I'll have to sort my Barbara Streisand records on a different night but that's okay! I'll forget Streisand for The Shapes.
Hahaha, it gets to be a little much sometimes. I've already thought to myself a couple of times since I've been here, "I just want to be at Kevin's with him and Crispy. Have a pop and flix."
I sent it to the sbcglobal address but it's a huge file (like 23 mb) so there is a good chance it got eaten by a b'ougar in cyberspace somewhere. Shall I send it once more, pep-pep?
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