tonight i’m going to see them at MHoW.  or music hall of williamsburg.  which a lot of people type as MHoW.  and now i always just say “em-how” in my head whenever i think of the place.  i haven’t quite progressed to saying it out loud, so i’m still good, i think. 

but yes, folks.  yellow ostrich.  listen to them.  love them.  beautiful harmonies.  lovely indie pop, with just a dash of twee.  “i’ll open my heart if you open your heart.  open your heart.”  okay, that’s a bit more than a dash, yeah?  but awesome!

check them out!  http://yellowostrich.bandcamp.com/  you can download their album for free.  or pay what you will.  i think i paid $5.  which is like paying a million dollars for me, given how much i hate paying for music.  but i’ll do it if i love it.  and i do. 

i’m going to try and track down some batteries for my camera and take some pictures.  i know i have like 3 half-empty packs of AA batteries in my apartment.  i put them somewhere totally obvious so i wouldn’t lose them.  except i think they’re each in a separate totally obvious place.  otherwise i wouldn’t have kept buying new packages.  you know how it goes.  maybe i’ll blog about it tomorrow.  but you know how unreliable i am about that. 

i can give you a preview though:

alex schaaf is totally cute and reminds me an older version of anthony michael hall in the breakfast club.  he played in stocking feet.  so adorable!  i loved the music!  indie boys are pretty. 

maybe i just don’t have anything new to say.  alright.  i have to make myself presentable and head out.  you should come if you’re already in williamsburg.  it’s pretty hard/near impossible to get in or out this weekend.  apparently MTA is quarantining us by cutting off our escape routes.  or protecting us by keeping everyone else out.  i suppose it depends on how you look at it.