Team Genius

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PopGun Presents

Team Genius

Donora, Ego Puppets, Basement Batman

Feb 22

Doors: 8:30 pm / Show: 8:30 pm

Glasslands Gallery

Brooklyn, NY


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Team Genius
Team Genius
CMJ said: "It doesn't take exceptionally high IQs to realize the power of bouncy synths and endless falsettos, but it helps," while L Magazine put it this way: "Their material reveals a band with a sophisticated understanding of pop music, honing in on gliding harmonies and bright, boxy choruses." Either way, we agree.
Jake H. met Casey a few hours after she was born. He was disappointed she was a girl and cried. Eighteen years later, he got over it, and they started a band. A few years after that, they suckered another kid named Jake into playing bass. After shooting down Casey's idea to name the band "Casey and the Jakes," they became Donora.

Jake H. plays the drums, triggers samples from his octapad, and sings backup. Casey sings and tries very hard to remember the right guitar chords to play. Jake C. plays bass and reminds Casey which key each song starts in. Together they play melodic, dance-worthy, garage pop.
Ego Puppets
Ego Puppets would be a brain child if its father had had any brain children. If the father had, the father's name would have been Eric Feigenbaum, who would have given brain birth to Ego Puppets by himself, in a dark studio in brooklyn, playing with his toys--a sort of brain immaculate conception, if you will. Hopefully, you won't.

That was the best way to start this bio. With any luck, we will soon find the best way to end it.

So there's this guy, Eric Feigenbaum, who's been producing records for bands around NYC and touring as a sound engineer for national bands like MGMT and Passion Pit. And while he wasn't on the road or in the studio working on somebody else's record, he got to toying around with some ideas of his own, mixing strange samples and synthesizers, making electronic percussion instruments out of samples of street corners and construction crews, squashing and destroying entire other songs to create oscillator patterns for synthesizer patches, creating strange new vocal treatments to help him frame some very strange stories, and some even stranger ideas about the world, art and culture, relationships, maturity, apathy, and fate.

Some songs came quickly, written and recorded almost fully-formed in the space of an afternoon. Others took months. Without a plan or a goal, or a live show, or a band, or even an idea of what to do with whatever he was making, Eric took nearly two years to finally decide to put out just five of the nearly sixty songs he'd demoed during that same time. In fact the process of "finishing" those five songs, Eric describes as being more of a process of simply deciding they were done. "I thought I had been creating demos, really, and so it wasn't until I finished that i realized they were done, and realized that they had sort of reached a point where they were beyond any further deconstruction. That's when I walked away."

And it wasn't until he started passing around the ep to enthusiastic friends and music biz heads that he even considered starting a band to play the songs. "My whole artistic life had been in the studio. I always thought of myself as a producer first and foremost. For the most part, my only real relationship with live music was from the soundbooth." When a manager friend told him he should make it his first priority to get a live show together, he finally decided it was time. Not wanting to follow a traditional route and slowly bloat into what could have easily been a six-piece unit, he decided instead to sort of recreate the process of producing the songs on stage.

This meant a laptop, Ableton Live, a bunch of midi controllers, loopers, samplers, and kick ass drummer. For the kick ass drummer, he turned to his friend Sarab Singh, drummer for Harper Blynn, whom Eric had worked with for years. The end result of the live experiment turned out to be a high-energy, sometimes manic, occasionally dj-ish, often emotionally charged, very noisy, very dancey live show, blending many of the sounds used on the ep with extended looped jams of electronic mayhem.
Basement Batman
We were all friends as young boys. Getting into trouble, trying to be Air Jordan on the court and the Fresh Prince in class. They would listen to Pac and Biggie and I would listen to The Beatles and my dad’s disco tapes. It’s pretty much the same now. We all live together and made these songs in our apartment in Bushwick out of a crappy bass amp, an effects pedal and a Johnson electric guitar. We’re not exactly sure what were doing, but we really mean it. Basement Batman was the first name we ever came up with and we like it.
Venue Information:
Glasslands Gallery
289 Kent Avenue
Brooklyn, NY, 11249