Village LP complete...yessss!

Walk, Talk, Rhytym, Roam is out on Itunes as of 1/20/09

There's a catch though, a minor glitch perhaps. The title track, "W,T,R,R" was left off the initial itunes tracklist. We're working on the problem and anyone who might have already downloaded the record, we are making the title track available for download on our myspace page. Our apologies for the mix up.

In other news: the band is fininshing up demo sessions for the next record in our home studios here in Chicago. This one's going to be a party jam, jangle fest. Also, look out for some live dates in Chicago and Champaign in the near future. We plan to tour extensively this spring/summer or as soon as we get a new van.

much love people.
`beebs

my kind of town...

summer is on the way... and we've got a new playground! ay yi yi!

Jobe Chocolates

aka, six string psych master and in some remote regions of Asia, geeeetar guru gargantuan! This bad mama jama has been slaying ear drums for over ten years now. I first encountered Jobe C. in the band room back in high school. I was headed up to grab my saxophone and I heard for the first time the unmistakeable snarl of Jobe's ol' Dean Markley amplifier channeled through an og Ibanez tube screamer. You could say that my mind was blown, I remember being facsinated by the pure, raw sound he was cranking. Then I find out my big bro had already made friends with this guy and was starting a band. I immediatley enquired about any postition that they might want filled, only to be thwarted by my brother who said, "fuck you man, this is my band". Anyhow, I knew that I was destined to make music with this guy (Jobes) and before long (after cross country practices) Jobes was giving be rides home and turning me on to real rock and roll. Jobe Chocolates is nothing short of a living legend, he has that effect when you're with him, you know you are in the presence of greatness. His completely unique guitar style is nothing short of pneumonia...sick as fuck! Jobe, we love you. May your guitar always burn with desire and may your fingers never fail to grace it's strings.

old reviews of our 05' release, Fire, Blood, Water

POPMATTERS 2006 by Zach Adcock------------- Because of the bizarrely prolific resurgence of garage rock simplicity over the last several years, you're probably sick of hearing about this scene. Admittedly, after a while, stripped-down bands playing their guitars as loud as they can and hollering over it gets kind of old. But what happens when "garage rock" is the label a band gets because there's nothing else to call them? Such is the case of the Living Blue, a band whose sound began in that pigeonhole, but has since found its way out through complex webs of lead guitar and a massive percussive backbone that will please indie fans and stoner-rockers alike. If you think about it, isn't the point of stripping a sound all the way down, as garage rock does, just a path to building it back up again? There's a simplicity to the Living Blue's sound, but it's something natural, organic... something inherent. Besides, the Living Blue never claimed to be complicated. In fact, the band has never claimed to be anything but hard-working. Since 1998, Stephen Ucherek and Joe Prokop, then high schoolers in tiny ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Odell, Illinois, have been a musical team. In Odell, as Bloody Knuckles, they played in basements (often their own), mostly for themselves and occasionally for the few other teens who wanted the sweaty outlet of rock 'n' roll. Honing a dynamic that has been on the rise through several incarnations, Ucherek and Prokop moved to Champaign, a college town almost two hours from Odell. The band became the Blackouts, tore themselves a spot in the heart of that burgeoning scene and now, as the Living Blue and armed with a deal through Chicago's Minty Fresh Records, the band is ready to take on the world. It has been seven years since Ucherek and Prokop began playing together, and the Living Blue has made it to a point of constant improvement. 2004's Living in Blue (as the Blackouts) documented the band beginning to break out of the mold of traditional garage band, splintering the walls that once bound them. Where chords once repeated under slurred, animated vocals, the band inserted progressive, noodling lead guitars (thanks to Prokop) and a sound that stepped away from the noisy, chaotic garage bands of yore and into a realm more akin to Television and '60s psych-pop. The Living Blue fit well in a smoky barroom, but won't be out of place on indie radio, either. After a successful 2004, which found the band winning at the national level of Little Steven's Battle of the Underground Garage Bands, and also appearing on several television programs (such as the WB's One Tree Hill), the Living Blue signed to Chicago's Minty Fresh Records. The decision to sign to an indie label after playing the numbers game with the majors seems like it would be a difficult one, but according to Ucherek, it wasn't at all. Minty Fresh provided them the friendship and support of the band's members needed to shift the music to their full-time job. Bus boys no more, they went to make a record. Produced by Adam Schmitt, Fire, Blood, Water is the gritty, fiery album that has been on deck for the Living Blue for several years now. It's a marriage of the Animals and Black Sabbath with J. Mascis on lead guitar, a maelstrom that matches the poppiest moments ("Tell Me Leza") to the most mind-numbing ferocity ("Secrets"; "Conquistador") with ease. Though Fire, Blood, Water is a logical progression from Living in Blue, there is even more precision, breadth, and sprawl embedded in the new material. It's a deeper, more realized version of an already solid sound. Ucherek considers the new album to represent a "rebirth" of the band, which makes sense. "You can tell the difference between a good band and a shitty band by how they play live, so it's time to step up," he explains. "It's only going to get better." This mindset is evidenced by the band's hometown record release show in Champaign last August, a show both the Living Blue and its fans claim to be, bar none, the most powerful show the band has played to date. Perhaps the fact that a hometown record release show could trump playing in front of 15,000 at Little Steven's Underground Garage Festival says more about the band than anything. The Living Blue has just returned from a west coast tour and is ready to take off for the east, kicking it off with shows in Champaign and Chicago (with the M's). "The live show is kicking ass in a place it's never been," Ucherek says. "We're just going to make sure there are strings on the guitars and that the van's running, and stay on the road." The Living Blue satiates the desire for rock 'n' roll that is straightforward, but doesn't feel bullheaded, proof that there is something to be said for breaking the mold, for taking the basics of rock music apart piece by piece and reassembling them. The Living Blue knows the rules and knows how to break them, too; it's a push-pull of gigantic proportions. At the end of the day, the Living Blue is on pace not only to be great, but to be important, too. -Zach Adcock, Popmatters ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Living Blue Fire, Blood, Water (Minty Fresh) With full-bodied guitars and well-moulded melodies, Champaign, Illinois' The Living Blue, formerly known as the Blackouts, blend elements of late-70s punk, 80s alternative and touches of post-punk and garage revivalism for a rock-solid, nearly timeless sound. The bands conspiring guitars and frontman Stephen Uchereks tough but tender singing (with faint traces of a fake British accent) neatly connect the dots, joining Sex Pistols riffage, Pixies progressions, Stranglers organ, Echo and the Bunnymen vocals, Beatles hooks and Hives swagger. That said, this aint a plagiarized patchwork, but a pop-tainted punk record that pushes almost all the right buttons. 8.5/10 (Lorraine Carpenter) the Montreal Mirror ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Like it or not, the garage rock revival is not over yet. There's still at least one more crop of fresh faced, snotty rockers our to prove their worth, but at least they love their pop, too. Fire, Blood, Water is packed with electricity and pout, with fun licks and shimmying vocals. Opener "State of Affairs" sets the album off with a bang and a sprint into "Murderous Youth". "Serrated Friend" pulses with a "four on the floor" verse and a howler of a chorus. Dirty six string textures and the psychedelic yowls from Stephen Ucherek make "Secrets" a hands down winner with an innovative take on traditional garage rock. Barroom rock loves power pop if you can just get them in the same room - the Shins know that. In the same way, "Fire, Blood, Water" is a suprisingly affective debut. (Katie Hasty) Billboard Magazine

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