If I have nothing else to say, it is this: Man Man puts on one mother of a live show. Don’t miss it if you get the chance.

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Philadelphia’s Man Man are one of those bands that just doesn’t stop touring, except to do a little recording now and then. Luckily, I’ve managed to get a few minutes to chat with the band’s singer/keyboardist/evil genius mastermind Ryan Kattner (AKA Honus Honus) on a rare, much deserved break.

“Because of band circumstances and whatnot,” explains Kattner, “I became without a home about six months ago. I’m still without a home; we tour so much. We have a couple of weeks off, so I’m just in LA couch-surfing … Nothing interesting, and definitely not jet-setter glamorous.”

After three solid years on the road, he seems to be enjoying a little time off before hitting the road again. He recalls, “in the old days - when I say ‘old days’ I mean like last year - we’d go on a gruelling tour we’d come back and immediately have to go back to our day jobs working in cafes and bars and moving companies.”

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Somewhere along the line, someone in Philadelphia’s Man Man must’ve accidentally spun Swordfish Trombones at 45 RPM and gotten hooked on the sound. For the uninitiated, imagine if you will a mix of Tom Waits, Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart pureed in a blender, filtered through punk sensibility, served up on a platter of childlike wonder with unbridled exuberance and recorded in bayou juke-joint in the forties. That’s Man Man for you.

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