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the morals

wherein benjamin emanuel hubbird and casey michael jarman discuss the goings-on of their primary musical endeavor, the morals.


Thursday, April 13, 2006

hot off the presses for tonight's holocene show

Amy McCullough (Willamette Week) printed a giddy write up for tonight's show:

[EMO-FOLK] I honestly doubted that the Morals could ever top "The Singalong Song," a perfect power-pop ballad that eloquently and unabashedly says, "Hey, baby, I know I might not be the best guy for ya, but actually I am." It's a gem in the acoustic duo's live set, which consists of guitarist Ben Hubbird/"Moral" banging away at his acoustic guitar while WW contributor Casey Jarman/"Moral" (no relation) paces around with the mic, half-screaming, half-singing into the audience members' faces. But I now have a new favorite Morals song to belt out at their live shows. It's called "Artists Wear Black," and it's a cry-in-your-milk emo-folk tune about wanting the object of your affection to sing ya a drunkass karaoke song at Chopsticks before you (presumably) make out over fried rice. The Morals music is sincere; it's relatable; it's got heart, great lyrics and killer harmonizing; and it's to be released for your listening pleasure on their first full-length, due out in a couple of months. I Y these guys, and pretty soon you will, too. AMY MCCULLOUGH