My fanlove knows no limits. I just canceled the boy’s birthday party. Right. This. Moment. Because Penn Masala has been my true love for a lot longer than any mere (non a cappella-singing) male. Continue reading →
Finally! I’ve waited for this my whole life! Well, okay. But you guys don’t understand. I am not cool. I listen to the radio. I don’t know cool, young bands. I don’t know indie music period. So when I came across this band one night and discovered none of my uber-hip skinny-jean wearing young relatives had heard of it, I earned major cool points. (Yes, my biggest accomplishment to this day is inspiring my cousin to put Plushgun on his iTunes. ) And though I still feel pretentious when I say “I’m a fan of Plushgun, an indie band based in NYC” because let’s face it, I still listen to Taylor Swift and Celine Dione, I love being a pre-celebrity status fan.
“When watching Slumdog Millionaire, there was one thing a lot of people did not understand. In the movie the kids who were from the slums became tour guides and took white people around on tours. Everyone had the same question, how did these kids know English. If they are from the slums how can they pick up one of the most difficult languages in the world? Well here is a video of a kid from the slums who also happens to be selling peacock feathers and check out how many languages he knows. This video was a big hit a few years ago and they just found this kid again in his teenage year and he is still doing the same thing. Check out these clips.”
See the 2nd clip, “Lingo Kid: The Teenage Years” on CB’s page.
It made me sad.
It’s depressing to see such an obviously talented kid remain in the same place he was five (?) years ago.
Dear peacock fan hustler, I hope you’re in a better situation now.