e’rebody is a rock band version of a cartoon soundtrack. Imagine the intellectual college rock of They Might Be Giants and the scumbag psychedelica of Ween, mixed with the rocking energy of Nirvana and Weezer, adopting the progressive song structures of Yes and Gentle Giant, and finally, the irreverent humor of Frank Zappa thrown into a large musical melting pot. The dense 60-minute album features playground songs reinterpreted as rock epics, meta-songs that sing about themselves, and covers of the English bell song of Big Ben as well as the black-capped chickadee.
“The light musical didacticism, the preteen thematic focus and the occasional tone of Cold War filmstrip edu-ganda may remind you of They Might Be Giants at times. Their reductive, repetitive, pixillated language play would give Gertrude Stein a thrill. Their quick-change musical skittishness evokes Zappa, Mr. Bungle, Naked City, Rush and cartoons. Of those comparisons, the Zappa and Bungle ones are the most pertinent – for philosophical, not musical reasons. Hovering over the Doggies’ shenanigans is the same question of authenticity and intent: Do they flit through these styles in mockery and playful contempt, exposing again and again how dead-simple the monolithic achievements of rock are for the quick-witted; or is it all done in genuine love and homage? Well, both. Neither. You’ll never know. They probably don’t even know.” –John Burdick, Hudson Valley Almanac (Full Review)
e’rebody CD -- $10
The juvie-rock album with B-cult allusions, nerdcore romance, and an irresistible sophomoric charm—Onebody is the 1st studio album by Los Doggies. Released almost a decade ago, the classic album stills holds up today with a dozen eclectic songs with lots of music and loads of singing.
Onebody CD -- $10
Los & Dos (2002)
Two albums in one, eighteen tracks in all, from 2000-2002. Los Doggies (tracks 1 -- 18), a self-titled album that captures the original creative spirit of the band—improvised acoustic songs under 1-minute in length (to be played as answering machine jingles) in various styles that reach the highest and lowest of heartfelt brow-heights. There is hyperseuxal bravada here too and the lyrics are ever allusive. Pitch-bent voices abound, and like a vaudeville show, another song is right around the corner.
Dos Doggies (tracks 19 -- 36) expands on this first album with longer songs and an electronic instrumentation that swallows up the former little folk band. The voices are as squirrely as ever, and sing silly non-sequiturs of a hypnotic nostalgia and psychedelic innocence lost. The sophomoric effort has a sophomoric charm, replete with lit sensibilities as it is with vidiot apprehension. Perhaps, sexier than the first as well.