Dr.Panties

My sincerest apologies for my absence, fellow music users. I have been attending the 2009 Leper Olympics. This year, they were held in sunny Cherrapunji, India. The event was an overwhelming success and traumatic experience. Many former champions and athletes returned, yet, sadly, there were few recognisable faces.

There are some interesting, subtle differences between this event and the regular, white-with-two-sugar Olympics. Most notably, many of the sporting events are far more dangerous and difficult to watch. Take archery, for example- most competitors can only manage a single shot, due to tensile bow string effects on afflicted fingers. Messy business. Messy business indeed. Don't even get me started on wrestling...

Anyhow, other than the above *ahem* amazing experience, I am pleased to inform you all that I have been nominated for the "Ho-Am Prize in Medicine" for my groundbreaking work within the field of 'penile dementia'.

Moving right along...

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Originally Posted by indienerd Don't mind me. Just take the positive side of your duality of emotion and don't do drugs.

And stay in skool!

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Originally Posted by trace87 This sounds good! I will give it a shot. EDIT: hmmm. having trouble finding it. any chance of an upload?

Unfortunately, I cannot advocate music theft for the following reasons:

(1) Someone, somewhere will eventually find and arrest me.
(2) Apart from being a wildly successful doctor, I am also a failed musician.
(3) Not From There was an indie band that never quite made it, but they deserve a little of your money for this album.

However, I have found two sites that have the album "Not from There- Sand on Seven" available in either physical or digital format for a very reasonable price:

(1) ebay- Not From There - Sand on Seven CD - eBay (item 320458207102 end time Jan-03-10 16:29:56 PST)

(only one dollar!)

(2) Not From There - Sand on Seven MP3 music downloads - 7digital

(only USD 7.77!!)

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Originally Posted by AwwSugar What would you have done if I was a guy?

Silly! Gender is meaningless on the internet!

Quick prescription:

Band: Seafood
Album: When do we start fighting?
Descriptors: Guitar fuzz and beautiful melodies/harmonies. This album maintains a melancholic feel throughout, yet features many explosions into pure, heartfelt angst. A very good alternative pop/rock album that, in my most humble of opinions, represents the band at their best.

Cheerio!

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Arya Stark

You make me uncomfortable.

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Dr.Panties

Perhaps, or perhaps you allow me to make you feel uncomfortable. It might be my *ahem* bedside manner, which has been the cause of many broken marriages. Also, lawsuits.

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Arya Stark

Nope. You just make me feel uncomfortable.

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Mojo

Don't worry about it, pal.

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Dr.Panties

Well, consider me validated!

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Dr.Panties

Aw, shucks. Thanks, buddy!

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Dr.Panties

Top'o'the'mornin'to ye!

Before today's prescription, here is a little haiku. Just for you! (You know who you are!)

It begins:

"Haiku's are quite strange
and sometimes they don't make sense
refrigerator"

Yes, let's just block that from our collective memories, shall we? I'm a doctor, not a Japanese poet, for butt's sake! (No offence, Japan. You are a fine country. Much better than America.)

Oh, and yes:

Band: Sugar Army
Album: The Parallels Amongst Ourselves
Descriptors: Disregard the somewhat 'wanky' name of this album (and their equally 'wanky' band photos, should you have the misfortune to wake up next to them one morning). These guys can play, and play well.

This album is a strong, yet not classic, debut. Whilst I would still classify it as alternative pop/rock, certain areas veer noticeably towards the...*gasp*...mainstream. This is best exemplified by tracks such as, "No need for lovers", and the two bland ballads that mar this otherwise decent listen.

What really makes this worth prescribing are the moments when they really hit the mark in darker, punchier melodic territory. Tracks "Tongues in cheeks" and "Acute" are catchy, frenetic numbers that feature stop/start riff-age and precise, driving percussion. Also worthy of mention is the vocal refrain "we are all the same, we are" employed in "Acute". Very...nice.

Indeed, Sugar Army are at their best when they venture into more syncopated, complex territory ("Maybe the boy who cried wolf was just paranoid"). Sadly, a few tracks on this album are not up to the same standard as the aforementioned three. It's a shame- what could have been a "classic" is relegated to "well worthy of your ears". Hopefully, they can address this in their next release.

Regardless, I remain pleased to be able to prescribe this to you, dear patient. Inject it directly into your ears, trim the superfluous tracks, and you may find that you have added a great, albeit edited, mini-album to your musical pharmacopeia.

Tally-ho!

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proto-punk

you are a very very interesting doctor. i would be quite uncomfortable having you as a doctor but absouletly welcome to have you as a friend haha

Dr.Panties

I need all the friends I can get right now, believe me...for the upcoming class action lawsuit.

Sigh.

So, friend/s, cool kids, and the insecure, at long last I have managed to return to this lovely little forum.

"But...but, where hast thou beeneth, Dr.Panties!?" I hear you collectively and anachronistically yelp.

Well, let's just say that a failed experiment (involving several vibrators and an old x-ray machine) effectively vaporised the portion of my brain reserved for storing internet forum passwords. It did, however, feel quite nice at the time.

Additionally, I have developed "Tourette's Finger".
Phucky-shucky-belch-batch.

Ahem...and that's not the worst of this condition, believe you me. Waking up with my index finger inside Sarah Palin is no laughing matter.

Sigh.

Yes, kind people, times have been tough for the..."good"...doctor, but I still retain my license, and am therefore still able to proffer prescriptions for thine ears.

Let me begin with:
The Crooked Fiddle Band
Eps: Self-titled
"Rise"

A wonderful Australian band who delight in playing, and I quote: "chainsaw gypsy punk music". Almost entirely instrumental, this fiddle, bass, drums and guitar combo push folk punk into the realms of folk metal. Very frantic and contagious (in a good way, not like herpes, for instance). Buy and support! Cheap! Very cheap!

Next we have:
The Futureheads

Albums: Self-titled
"News and Tributes"

Incredibly well-crafted alternative power pop. These guys have more hooks than a red light district in Amsterdam, of which I would know absolutely nothing. Frantic, melodic and downright catchy, their grasp of structure and melodic harmonies really deserves a place inside your ears. Listen! aND LOVE!
cAPS lOCK!

Sigh.

On a final note, what on earth has happened to all of the decent April Fool's jokes? I recently received a memo from Nurse Felch, detailing her one night stand with a...ahem...prominent member of Hootie and the Blowfish. Can you guess on which date the following prank was executed?

"It's ok, Nurse Felch, I'm wearing a condom...unnngh-aaaaaaApril Fool's!"

Reprehensible behaviour, Hootie. Reprehensible, I say!

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