Some would call them trendsetters, some would call them groundbreaking. True Sanfranciscans know them simply as Pomplamoose. In the short amount of time that this local indie act has been in existence, fans have witnessed the duo evolve from a Moldy Peaches-esque slice of quirk-pop pie to what tomorrow's Rob Sheffields will soon be referring to as “The Saviors of True Indie Rock n Roll.”
For the aging altwave brachiosaur who thought the brazen Get In The Van-wave DIY ethics of fossilcore saviors like Husker Du, the Minutemen and 18 Visions were a thing of a more beautiful sepia-toned past, you can now rest easy knowing Pomplamoose has done more to advance Indie Culture in their short time than most bands could hope to achieve in a lifetime! Even more than the band Lifetime!
Fair-weather Bay Area pied pipers like Grass Window, the Fresh and Onlys and The Oh Sees have had their time and place in our fickle blogospheres. But, as we have documented in our severely controversial article from 6 years ago, these acts have sorta have came and went faster than you can say "Richie Panic." All the while Pomplamoose has continued to crank out the same level of urbane, street-smart and nuanced indie bangers that spirited them to prominence during the post-Zach Braff cultural malaise of 2007. But sometimes, even batting 1.000 isn't enough for these dumb coked-out hipsters at Dr Teeth to shell out their ill-gotten crypto-currency. Go fig, right?!
It's a damn shame that despite soaring above and beyond the expectations set by lesser SF bands like Flipper or Weakling or Fleetwood Mac, it appears that the members of Pomplamoose are still struggling to stay above our city's ever-rising poverty line. According to a recent very interesting VIRAL ARTICLE, it appears that the days of Do It Yourself have come to RIP In Peace. Having mastered such astonishing feats as selling out the Fillmore (which my buddy was lucky enough to bar back for!) and dominating the Youtube charts, Pomplamoose still can't afford to eat at Millenium every week or splurge on killer tees on Threadless. Fuck. What sort of Basedgod would let this happen?
While this article was meant to honor the band we felt deserved the most attention for their contribution to our dumb city's dying cultural relevance, it should also be taken as a wake up call to anyone wishing to keep true indie noise-rawk alive in San Fran! Buying you and your FetLife thotty tix to a sold out Fillmore concert just ain't cutting it, and that merch table may just end up affording their touring chef an extra pack of smokes at the end of the day. If you really want this Pomplamoose thing to survive, we've got to make a pledge right here and now:
“I, _________, do solemnly swear to go to http://www.patreon.com/pomplamoose RIGHT NOW and donate AS MUCH AS I CAN POSSIBLY SPARE in order to keep the SF scene ALIVE. I also swear to not waste any of my extra Twitter or Dropbox earning on frivolous expenditures such as bar drinks for side bitches, Occulus Rift stocks, or 6-week intensive coding courses (shouts to Hack Reactor tho).
I, _________, swear to continue to supporting local artists, like Pomplamoose, for the duration of their relevancy, or until Jack and Nataly get tired of producing consciousness-altering Youtube videos when they could be attending crucial networking parties.
This I swear so that the dreams of those who fell before Pomplamoose such as Will Shatter, Bruce Loose, and Ted Falconi may continue to thrive in the city that shaped the aforementioned's grame-changing Public Flipper Limited LP art.
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Way to go, Pomplamoose! For a band that has yet to be appreciated by the world at large, this little city salutes you! And we all eagerly await your split with Botanist on Flenser records.