It’s that time of year again: that one day every 365 that you buy a card, maybe some flowers; make an obligatory phone call, or a half-assed stab at breakfast in bed. All just to vainly attempt to thank the woman who went through 74 hours of excruciating labor to give birth to you, her ungrateful progeny.
Well, not in our house; we’re all love, kisses and ice cream in our house. We’re talking about the rest of you unappreciative louts.
But you know what you can do to show Mom how much you appreciate and love her? Play her Paul and Storm’s "Mother’s Day Song". We like to think it sums up the sentiments of the holiday quite touchingly and succinctly.
We just smacked the Netterwebs upside the head* with two new videos. Come waste some time with us!
Video #1 is the pilot episode of our new nature/exploration series "Wild Adventure!" In this first episode, we attempt to track one of the last remaining specimens of the great American Coulton.
UPDATE: If you want to download the hi-res, 181MB MPEG-4 version of Wild Aventures!, Ctrl-right-click, or CMD-right-click (or whatever the hell key combination does it on your computer), and then choose "Save as…" (or whatever) on this link right here. Note: DON’T JUST CLICK ON THE LINK! You’ll just get a big page of nonsense text, and you’ll make us angry. You wouldn’t like us when we’re angry.
Okay, first off: we take no responsibility whatsoever for that name; That’s all Plumey’s doing.
Next: what the heck is it? Well, you can follow the link above for the complete details; but the short version is that it’s a sort of musical Iron Chef: musicians may sign up to participate on the Quick Stop website; once 20 competitors are selected, everyone will be given a specific songwriting challenge—such as, say, "write a song that includes a valid rhyme for ‘orange’," or some such (but not that one)—and are given one week to complete and submit their songs. Then the public votes, and the top 5 vote getters move on to the next round. Easy, right?
But on top of that, everyone also competes with a series of "Masters" to raise the stakes. The Masters for this round: us (such as we are); Internet Superstar Jonathan Coulton (and you all know who he is); and co-creator of [adult swim]’s The Venture Bros. and all-around multimedia juggernaut DocHammer. (Doc is the one we’re really worried about: partly because we’re intimidated, as we’re both huge Venture Bros. fans; and mostly because Doc has genuine Musician HairTM)
Once things get rolling in earnest (the musician selection process is going on as we speak), we’ll let you know what the first challenge is. Wish us luck!
Please welcome the newest member of Paul and Storm, Robert Hsu. (Son of our former DVN bandmate Richard)
He’s a big hit with the ladies, he already knows the lyrics to one of our songs, and he’s easy to get along with. (as long as we remember to cut the crusts off his bologna sandwiches) Check him out…
We’ve been fortunate enough to work with artists who are able to take the roughest of ideas from us and turn them into pure Awesome. And it seems that the art establishment knows it, too. In the words of Gumbo Pants illustrator Chris Pyle himself:
"I am pleased to announce that the artwork for Gumbo Pants has been given perhaps the biggest honor in the illustration biz, inclusion in this years American Illustration Annual. A group of esteemed judges picked the piece out of 7,500 entries from all over the world to be published along with the other approx. 360 other winners."
Congratulations, Chris! We’re proud to have been able to prod your genius, and equally pleased that an artifact of Paul and Storm is going to be included in something genuinely classy.
He has now given us the same treatment, posting a quick lesson on how to play our song "A Better Version of You". This makes him that much more super in our eyes. Thanks, Dave! We now have visions of college sophomores across the world sitting on their various quads, lamely trying to seduce young women by singing our song to them. And that makes us happy.
Much like the ocean, the internet frequently tosses pleasant surprises up onto the beach, and it is up to us to make the best possible art out of the driftwood bounty.
Now, for your A.D.D.-addled spans of attention, we present the Condensed Awesome DLR RWTD Tidbits as a special tribute. It’s like having the ’80s stuffed into a small box you can open anytime.
As an added bonus, we’ve saved all of the individual yowls, yelps, screams, grunts and exclamations as individual sound files (MP3 or WAV) so that you can roll your own. And there’s a special prize goes to whoever can tolerate DLR’s "WHOOOOOOOoooooo!" as their OS alert sound for the longest.
And as an extra added bonus, we’ve put together a video for it as well and we’ve posted it to the YouTubes. Because that’s what we do.
UPDATE: Previous video not embedding properly for some odd reason; re-uploaded and re-embedded, should work now.
*though Storm’s wife thinks that Sammy’s hair is the best of all time.
The results are in for the 2007 International Songwriting Competition, and hey ho, we won 2nd place in the Comedy/Novelty category for our song "A Better Version of You". While 2nd place isn’t 1st, we can take some solace in the fact that 1st place went to Sean Morey, who is a friend of ours, and an Actual Funny Person. (He won 3rd place as well, because he is a Comedy/Novelty Juggernaut) So we can’t be too bitter.
It has been pointed out to us that one of our earliest efforts (predating even our duo’s existence itself as an actual entity), "The Ballad of the Sneak", was not available online for purchase.
For those of you unfamiliar, "The Ballad of the Sneak" was a song we wrote back in 2003 for homestarrunner.com, a popular (and consistently hilarious) animated flash cartoon website. The song is much more interesting when you’re familiar with the site’s characters. Here is a link to the original cartoon video they made for the song. And here is a link to the song/cartoon’s wiki page, which dissects the song in painstaking detail. (Because humor is better when it’s examined with a microscope)
It’s that time of year again: that one day every 365 that you buy a card, maybe some flowers; make an obligatory phone call, or a half-assed stab at breakfast in bed. All just to vainly attempt to thank the woman who went through 74 hours of excruciating labor to give birth to you, her ungrateful progeny.
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It has been pointed out to us that one of our earliest efforts (predating even our duo’s existence itself as an actual entity), "
