Danny Seim, der Schlagzeuger mit der umwerfenden Stimme und dem angenehmen Humor, hat sich nun die Zeit genommen, ein paar Fragen für uns zu beantworten. Hier kommt also unser kleines Interview - unfrisiert und ungekürzt:
A brief Introduction to Menomena (plus, the best song for first-timers)
Hi! We're Menomena! We're getting old, but we're still rocking until our lungs turn black and our hair falls out. In other words, until next week (just kidding, I hope!).
If you've never heard us before, I recommend you start with "Cough Coughing" on our first album. It's one of the first songs we wrote, ten years ago... When you were still listening to Papa Roach. Or, when WE were still listening to Papa Roach. And then maybe listen to "Dirty Cartoons" off our most recent album. Somewhere in between those two songs, a band started happening.
If your music was edible, what dish would it be?
Good question! I think we'd be like an Ethiopian platter that you have to eat with your hands. It's messy and gets all over your clothes if you're not careful. The bread expands in your stomach and makes you feel stuffed and queasy if you eat too much. But it could be the best meal of your life!
The most influential/important albums in your rack?
Before we started writing music together, we went and saw Blonde Redhead on their "Melody Of Certain Damaged Lemons" tour. We were all blown away. We've been trying to rip them off ever since. So, I'd say that one was pretty influential.
Personally, I'd also have to add "OK Computer" to that list. Without that album, I'd probably still be wearing black eyeliner and trying to play white-guy-emo-rap-metal. It changed the course of my life.
Best three albums of 2010?
Your overall expierience of Munich?
Munich is wonderful! We love playing the Orangehouse because of the attached apartments for bands to sleep in.
You can play the show and then collapse in a sweaty heap directly upstairs! The first time we were there, our bearded soundman Jared drank seven shots of Jagermeister and went skateboarding on the half-pipe behind the venue.
Unfortunately, he was too drunk to realize he didn't actually own a skateboard. He was running back and forth on the ramps pulling his suitcase full of expensive microphones!
Fortunately, he didn't break his neck (or his microphones). It was pretty entertaining to watch.
Thanks for listening!