Mr. Hayashi
Western Swing / Death Metal / Tropical
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"democracy is a full contact sport"
SACRAMENTO, California
United States
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| Member Since | 9/25/2005 | | Band Members | Sean plays the guitar and sings and stomps his feet and claps his hands and hits stuff with a stick or a ping pong paddle or maybe just his hand and sometimes he tries to do karate on it but only when he's alone and thinks no one is looking but I've seen it and let me tell you it's impressive.
Sam Coe plays the drums and the shaker, I'm not sure if he knows karate. Judging from the way he dances though I'm thinking he's more of a kung fu kind of guy.
And then there's Jacob.....Jacob plays the bass and goes "whoo oooh whoo ooh ooh ooh" and tells stories that seem to go nowhere for hours until the wind changes or a shadow passes and then he remembers what got him started and he somehow pulls it back around and it kinda makes sense.
| | Influences | I've been indelibly marked by Modest Mouse, Marvin Gaye, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Vince Guaraldi, Sly and the Family Stone, Stevie Wonder, The Rolling Stones, Fiona Apple, Tom Waits, Chopin, Fugazi, God Speed You Black Emperor, voodou drum orchestras, Nick Drake, Jeff Buckley, Ella Fitzgerald, Janes Addiction, Charles Mingus, Duke Ellington, John Lennon, Al Green, Louis Armstrong, The Cure, Elliot Smith, Nat King Cole, Sarah Vaughn, Mazzy Star, Ali Farka Ture, Cat Stevens, Aretha Franklin, Blonde Redhead, The Pixies, Led Zepplin, Beethoven, The Beastie Boys, Angelo Badalamenti, The Clash, Scott Joplin, Bjork, Solomon Burke, U2, James, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Bach, The Misfits, Cindi Lauper, the incredible hulk, perssimon trees in the early fall, moss growing through pavement, carpet that smells good, hazy soft early morning light, brown paper packages tied up with string these are a few of my favorite things. | | Sounds Like | a wooden kimono with a cat in it every bird out in the darkness I heard your song and laid on the carpet. felt just like time had colapsed. it's been cold my breath like a spectre hanging on with every conjecture haunting me as every moment passed. you were gold and we were brass you had dark glasses but we still kicked your ass. I hope this time I made the right impression on you. outside the trees are macabre but in the branches is a bird candelabra their song is burning in my heart. face down in the dewey grass i know the stars are there but i've turned my back. soon enough we'll have to find out where we parked. you were gold and we were brass you had dark glasses but we still kicked your ass, this time I hope I made the right impression on you.. | | Record Label | fruit of the loom | | Type of Label | Major |
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