Bourgeois Deviant

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Guilty Pleasures

In my maturation, a love of the accordion has infected me. Most people look at me as if to say "What the f*ck? Are you nuts?" But seriously, I do love the sound of the accordion and its cousin, the harmonium. The reasons I am infected by this sound are the Tiger Lillies, Gotan Project and most recently (courtesy of The World), Motion Trio. I suspect that Calexico uses the accordion occasionally. If not, then the klezmer (also posessing a great sound). One Ring Zero is also a superb accordion featuring band.

Call me crazy. I just think its groovy. Give them a shot and they are sure to please.

posted by Bourgeois Deviant at 1:52 PM

5 Comments:

  • Check out local heroes The Grandsons www.grandsons.com

    Chris Watling plays a mean accordian.

    By Blogger Jenn, at Tuesday, January 10, 2006 2:34:00 PM  

  • let's not forget the almighty polka, my fair deviant.

    Love MarthaWho, speaking on behalf of all those who's names (maiden, married or otherwise) end in "-ski"

    By Blogger Martha Who?, at Tuesday, January 10, 2006 3:30:00 PM  

  • Well Martha, I am not forgetting the Polka. I am just not including it. There is a fine line between enjoyable experience and guilty pleasure. Polka is situational. When its on, people get a kick out of it whether they care to admit it or not. Guilt is fleeting. However, if one were to crave polka... That would be guilty. Follow me?

    I don't crave Polka. However I do respect it. At the end of the day, it is more of a style and time signature of which the accordion dose partake in being the primary associated vehicle of.

    My G.P. links up when BD says to BD's self whilst listening to some melody "That could use some accordion!" This happens more often than you might suspect. Phreaky. Savvy?

    By Blogger Bourgeois Deviant, at Tuesday, January 10, 2006 4:16:00 PM  

  • But let there be no doubt, polka can be a barrel of fun.

    By Blogger Bourgeois Deviant, at Tuesday, January 10, 2006 4:23:00 PM  

  • Oh yyyyyeeeeah. Polka is a whole big barrel of fun. I don't know anyone other than Martha's husband's grandmother who craves it on a regular basis.

    Our neighbor busted out an accordian at their holiday party a few weeks back. I almost died. But it was highly enjoyable.

    The whole accordian thing reminds me (nostalgically, wistfully) of the guy who used to sit in the pedestrian tunnel between Faneuil Hall and the North End, playing the Godfather theme around the clock. I wonder what will happen to him now that the Dig is done.

    Late-ah, Sug-ah.

    By Blogger Martha Who?, at Tuesday, January 10, 2006 4:47:00 PM  

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