Luigi
Found on the Forest Floor
© 2005 Luigi (837101101905)
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Found on the Forest Floor is Luigi's second release. Luigi songs sweetly grind their teeth.
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Luigi's new CD, Found on the Forest Floor, is such a freakin' delight I dare you to listen to it and force yourself to stand still. Sure, it can be done, but why fight natural instincts? Michelle DuBois' little combo has solidified into something almost magical, the way certain songs give you chills, raise the little hairs on the back of your neck, make you almost sad while at the same time you're jumping around dancing (even though you can't dance, in the traditional sense, worth a loose crap), smiling ear to ear and feeling absolutely giddy.
Everything works here: the pure harmonies, the call and response vocals, the la-la-las, the weird lyrics about studying bones and writing wills, the way the guitars shuffle and spin and jangle and cut loose. It reminds me, at times, of those carefree, innocent early days of Michelle's old band Babyfat, when everything was just about having fun and feelin' groovy. The difference is Luigi's a more accomplished group, one of the most thoroughly enjoyable pop-rock bands Atlanta's given birth to in years. You can't not love 'em. Well, OK, you can, but you'd be one hell of a stodgy old bastard, probably mean to animals to boot, and not at all interested that Luigi's CD release show is Friday, Oct. 28th at the EARL.
-- Jeff Clark, Stomp and Stammer Oct. 2005
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It's OK to be from Oklahoma
author: bprofaneThis is power pop in the better sense of the expression (the bad sense being it always seems associated with The Knack and I'm totally hating "My Sharona"). Luigi combine forceful music with a matching singer. The lyrics stay away from trodden paths. You even learn something about the history of the Sooner State.
It rocks me
author: Scotty The BodyLove this. Hasn't left my iPod in months. "Single Cell" was my song of the summer.
I like flour tortillas and I love this album.
author: MadLibberI listened to this while travelling to Mariposa County for the symposium of single cell theorists. My Will was in the front seat and my Frank was in the back. Because of my failing eye, we stopped for the night at a tiny motel, where the hilarious drunk innkeeper ate Cap'n Crunch & washed it down with expensive tequilla, despite the fact that he looked like a penniless vagrant as he meandered his way from the front desk to show us what he called Three Lincolns' Bedroom(apparently only for large campaign donors). No sooner had we closed the door on him than he began crooning a lullabye outside our room--something about his trip from Chastain (a park in Atlanta?) to China (a large populous nation?). Though he had good intentions, we skipped out before he had a slight return to conciousness. Did I mention that the cd is very good? Very, very good.