IN SEASON: THE GENERIC TRIBE

We’ve been into television featuring boats lately. No, not Cruise Ships, but small, weathered, wooden sea-craft whose function is income rather than pleasure. Maybe it’s the start of the third season of the greatest television show of all time (SBT Lost!) Deadliest Catch, on April 3rd. Or perhaps the fact that TNT seems to be playing The Perfect Storm on repeat like it’s an episode of Law and Order. Hmm. OH WAIT – CRAWFISH SEASON.

Yes, as we dig (and oh how we dig) into those hot steaming piles of mudbugs, potatoes and corn, cold beer in hand and friends at our sides, the easy-breezy scene has about zero in common with the oh-dear-oh-my that is life on the Andrea Gayle or the Rollo. And we’d like to think that this is because crawfishing is nothing like the hunt for cod or crab. Rather than ice, waves and terror, it suits our stars better to think that the good ship Lollypop dips her nets gingerly in a placid Galveston bay, in full sight of the patio of the Sunset Lounge, and puts herself on autopilot as The Generic Tribe, plays their rambler ‘Momma Come Quick’ over and over.

For a band with six albums(!) to date, the GTs aren’t showing up much on the local fish finder. Maybe it’s the totally puzzling critical comparisons to Emenem that has kept them out of your nets in the past. But if the MySpace tracks from (their presumably forth-coming SEVENTH record)(!)(!) The Dressmaker, the Drone and the Yellow are any indication of their past work, it’s well worth setting a trap for. Check out The Generic Tribe at Helios this Saturday at 7:50. (Yep. More Block Party Coverage.) Now, please excuse the lack of posts for the rest of the day as our staff is going to drink beer and crack tails for a couple hours. Laterz.