Song du Jour: "Sad Sad City"

Ghostland Observatory, "Sad Sad City."

This Austin, Texas duo positively slayed a room of 200 in the Entry last night, with a test-tube baby of '70s rock and techno that played the Stooges to Melodious Owl's Stones. Heavy beats, hooks, and humor (more Ween-sly than Tenacious D-duh), and a version of dance music that transcends time, space, and war. Call it Pre-Funk.

That this space-kronk issues from the capital of twang would be suprising were it not for that city's deep history ("Keep Austin Weird," goes the saying/music festival, which reminds me: Keep Minneapolis Weird), and these guys are as rooted in Gibby Haynes (who coined the term "Weirdo-American community") and the Butthole Surfers as they are Prince and Bootsy.

This tune was a highlight among many, the chorus of which could be the most basic sentiment on the planet at the moment; a shout-out to lovers and leaders alike:

I need you to want me
To hold me
To tell me the truth