Have your Horse and Eat it

I am sitting at my house amidst a certain chaos (I've been entertaining a delightful bunch of chaps, 2 lasses and a sidekick for just over half a week now and they'll be crashing at my house til Sunday it seems...) pondering the following thought: Who will cut my hair when they're gone? You see, I am currently getting my hair cut by one of the dames accompanying the Eat This Horse boys on their Tight Fit tour in Gauteng.

Conducting games of broken telephone with speech bubbles filled with silly adventures of battling it out at the kots olympics with kots trol champions and kots cacoons and coming while you cartwheel (don't ask me, rather message them on their Myspace if you're curious), I'm left in stitches and in contradicting awe between the wacky banter and fluid blues jams ringing through the lounge. Tonight, for the record, might be an exception to the previous nights though.

Straight fom the mother city, these Capetonians recently played at my relocation party, Shut Up I'm Dancing, where they definitely left some impressions that should see an entourage of new groupies at the 2 dates they have left over this weekend. Whether it will be the tights in shocking variations of colours or the unison of fro's and curly hair that get the people talking, what should be on the tip of everyones tongue is the sound these boys and their noise generate.


Going shopping has the keyboard doodling quite cheerily throughout, with the rhythm section bobbing along while the vocalist heartily narrates of 2 maybe fictional characters, or unintentional housewives out on a shopping spree... Come and Dance in the Wooden Halls sets a killer pace as a dancefloor filler and might just be an indie anthem to be recognized and reckoned with around here. Sean MacGinty's vocals are slightly reminiscent of a mix between Spencer Krug (Wolf Parade / Sunset Rubdown etc.) and the more falsetto stylings of Alec Ounsworth (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) dare I say... Even some Jim Morrison beat poetry permeates throughout the live sets... Throw it in with John Withers (a.k.a. MC Post-Modern Cage Lion) on lead guitar & synthesizer, Rey invisible fire Hulme on rhythm guitar, Alex Montgomery (the most genuine of the genuine groove clan) on bass, keys and xylophone (also adding backup vocals), sex god JamieO on skins (get your cowbell on mr. Faull!) and you get something of a bastard child of their beloved Talking Heads, The Strokes and the afore referenced Wolf Parade and CYHSY. For locals, they fit nice and snug between cohorts Desmond and the Tutus and The Wild Eyes.

They are still as independent as they come and as you will hear from their demos below, they are definitely on the road to more than just a local tour...

You can check out more at their official website here. Enjoy!

Going Shopping
Come and Dance in the Wooden Halls

I ain't quite the beauty
Pulls out two guns and shoots at the pretty, pretty view
- Ri